But Not For Me
Billie Holiday
They’re writing songs of love but not for me; A lucky star’s above but not for me. With love to lead the way I’ve found more clouds of gray Than any Russian play could guarantee. I was a fool to fall and get that way Heigh-ho! Alas! And also lack-a-day Although I can’t dismiss the memory of her kiss I guess she’s not for me She’s knocking on a door but not for me She’ll plan a two by four but not for me I know that love’s a game I’m puzzled just the same Was I a moth or flame I’m all at sea It all began so well but what an end This is the time a fellow needs a friend When ev’ry happy plot ends with a marriage knot And there’s no knot for me
