breeze stop moanin those weird melodies my has left me and i can t face the music without singin the blues your rhythm on my window pane drives me insane because i can t face the music without singin the blues my heart is so broken i ve spoken to the lord for sympathy and if he don t help me so help me it s the bottom of the deap blue sea for me i m gonna end this misery my has left me and i can t face the music without singin the blues