The Beautiful Changes by Kenny White Lyrics
She holds a cigarette up to her lips and draws it in with little sips
Her eyes are on the tall ships in the bay
And when she sighs the smoke will make its getaway
I got drunk again last night and i had a hunch i might
I’d really like your arms to save me tonight
There’s a charlie parker tune runnin’ through my head
So my foot begins to move, naturally
And the chords go by so fast, you can feel ‘em moving past
The beautiful changes of donna lee
In the darkness when you roll out of bed
You cut a handsome silhouette
I’m watching as you soft step ‘cross the floor
I can feel your heart just wanting more
The fireworks are showering the sky with colored light
And i really need to see me through your eyes tonight
There’s a charlie parker tune runnin’ through my head
So my foot begins to move, naturally
And the chords go by so fast, you can feel ‘em moving past
The beautiful changes of donna lee
Are you the wild blue yonder or the great escape?
Are you the skywritten word that dissipates?
And the chords go by so fast you can feel ‘em moving past
The beautiful changes of donna lee
Her eyes are on the tall ships in the bay
And when she sighs the smoke will make its getaway
I got drunk again last night and i had a hunch i might
I’d really like your arms to save me tonight
There’s a charlie parker tune runnin’ through my head
So my foot begins to move, naturally
And the chords go by so fast, you can feel ‘em moving past
The beautiful changes of donna lee
In the darkness when you roll out of bed
You cut a handsome silhouette
I’m watching as you soft step ‘cross the floor
I can feel your heart just wanting more
The fireworks are showering the sky with colored light
And i really need to see me through your eyes tonight
There’s a charlie parker tune runnin’ through my head
So my foot begins to move, naturally
And the chords go by so fast, you can feel ‘em moving past
The beautiful changes of donna lee
Are you the wild blue yonder or the great escape?
Are you the skywritten word that dissipates?
And the chords go by so fast you can feel ‘em moving past
The beautiful changes of donna lee