somewhere along the line
dinah washington
you met this heart of mine
now you would shun it over a glass of wine
friends knew it all the time
that no weeding bells would chime
i was just a young dreamer
your's was a lover's crime
they said it was too good to be true
they even bet you'd search for someone new
this pendent world of ours was paradise
and i was blind by the star dust in my eyes
while you like gambler with his last dime
i know you will try it one more time
but i prayed like napoleon bonaparte
you'll meet your waterloo somewhere along the line