Rings on your fingers Bells on my toe, yet I hear no music Shouldn't we be jangling to and fro oh! I hear no music Fortune teller please rub your crystal ball My love I gonna lose her Things seem to be hazy Good gosh is that my life oh Magician wave your wand Cause I'm feeling disarrayed yeh Rumours they were not true What they said about me to you no You always made mountains out of mole hills Yes you did News spread like wild fire If I could turn back the clock I would prove to you that I'm no two timer I'm no liar Since you've washed your hands off me yeh Off what I've got to offer Got to go back to the start Now that we are apart Love once true has now fallen through Over my face hangs a cloud Sad eyes filled with rain Pours down my body of drought Another lesson has been taught I stand alone and count my loss yeh So I've got to keep cool yeh Render my love and you refused it Got to keep cool render my love And you disapproved it Rumours they were no true What they said about me to you Got to keep cool.
Compositor: David Robert Hinds (David Hinds) ECAD: Obra #12963326