Bird of Paradise (Take 3 - 1947) - Charlie Parker, Miles Davis, Max Roach

For you, I sigh, for you, dear only

Why haven’t you seen it, I’m all for you

Body and soul

I spend my days in longing

Wondering why it’s me that you’re wronging

I tell, you I mean it, I’m all for you

Body and soul

I can’t believe it, it’s hard to conceive it That you’d turn away, romance

Are you pretending, it looks like the ending

Unless, I could have one more chance to prove, dear

My life a wreck, you’re making

You know, I’m yours for just the taking

I’d gladly surrender myself to you

Body and soul

My life a wreck, you’re making

You know I’m yours for just the very taking

I’d gladly surrender myself to you

Body and soul