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SIMPLY A WALTZ
Paroles et musique: Norman Wallace, enr. 10 juillet 1950

There's a dance hall under my room

And I hear the music they play

Songs about love and romance

Songs for lovers to dance to

As I sit alone in my room

And I hear the orchestra play

Oh! I know I'd go insane

If it weren't for one little refrain

Simply a waltz that keeps going around and around

Like a merry-go-round

In the spring

With the music swaying

I start to dream

Till my heart is yearning to sing

Oh my love in your arms hold me tight

And we'll waltz 'round and 'round all the night

Sunday night there's always a dance

But so far I've never been asked

What is there for me to do

All alone with the music

I don't know, it may be by chance,

That they saved the waltz for the last

So I lay awake in bed

And I let the song run through my head

When they start playing the waltz that goes 'round and 'round

Like a merry-go-round

In the spring

With the music swaying

I start to dream

Till it no longer seems

Only a waltz that keeps turning and turning and turning

Till my heart is yearning to sing

Oh my love in your arms hold me tight

And we'll waltz away in my dreams all the night