Little Girl Blue Songtext
von Diana Ross

When I was very young
The world was younger than I
As merry as a carousel
The circustent was strong
With every star in the sky
Above the ring I loved so well

Now the young world has grown old
Gone are the tinsle and gold

Sit there and count your fingers
What can you do?
Oh, girl, you′re through
Sit there and count your pretty little fingers
Unlucky little girl blue


Sit there and count the raindrops
Falling on you
It's time you knew
All you can count on are the raindrops
That fall on little girl blue

No use, oh, girl
You may as well surrender
Your hope is getting slender
Why won′t somebody send a tender blue boy
To cheer little girl blue?

No use, oh, girl (no use, oh, girl)
You might as well surrender (you may as well surrender)
Yes, your hope is getting slender (your hope is getting slender)
Why won't somebody send a tender blue, blue, blue boy
To cheer little girl blue?