From the recording UN-United Nations BLUE
New York is known for hotdogs, pretzels, cheesecake... and Frank Sinatra
Lyrics
James Warren/Al Steele
How you haunt me, in your silent way
My devil's taunt me, they beckon me to stray
Thoughts of you, should be taboo
But I can sense, you feel it too
How you haunt me, in your silent way
The way you haunt me, when you're not around
I know you want me, but that's no comfort now
I can't control the beast that prowls
And stalks me in, the wee small hours
The way you haunt me, when you're not around
Is this a dream or are you standing there
And what if I give in to my obsession
In my head and underneath my skin
Here in the dark I'll let you in
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How you haunt me, in your silent way
My devil's taunt me, they beckon me to stray
Thoughts of you, should be taboo
But I can sense, you feel it too
How you haunt me, in your silent way