And I Thought About You

To Each His Own - Johnny Hartman A rose must remain with the sun and the rain Or it's lovely promise won't come true To each his own to each his own And my own is you What good is a song if the words just don't belong And a dream must be a dream for

Sunday - Johnny Hartman I'm blue every Monday thinkin' over Sunday That one day when I'm with you It seems that I sigh all day Tuesday I cry all day Wednesday Oh my how I long for you and then comes to Thursday Gee it's long it never gets by And Frid