Mr. Efrem Owens on the trumpet there.
Well, I've tried so hard, my dear,
to show that you're my every dream.
Yet you're afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme.
Well, the more I learn to care for you,
the more we're nerved to part.
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
and build your cold, cold heart?
Well, I had another love man for my time,
and he oh, I'm sad and blue.
He told my heart is paying now for things I didn't do.
Well, in anger and kind words of sin,
then mingled and teardrops start.
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
and build your cold, cold heart?
I'll play it, dear.
You'll never know how much it hurts to see you sad and cry.
You know you need and want my love,
and you're afraid to try.
Why do you run and hide from lies to try and just stay smart?
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and build your cold,
cold heart?
Well,
there was a time when I believed that you belonged to me.
But now I know your heart is shackled to a memory.
The more I learn to care for you,
the more we're nerved to part.
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and build your cold,
cold heart?
Well, I had another love man for my time,
and he oh, I'm sad and blue.
He told my heart is paying now for things I didn't do.
Well, in anger and kind words of sin,
then mingled and teardrops start.
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and build your cold,
cold heart?
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and build your cold,
cold heart?
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and build your cold,
cold heart?