More songs by Trijntje Oosterhuis
More songs by Jazz Orchestra of the Concertgebouw
Description
Producer: Artone Studio Haarlem
Author: Stevie Wonder
Lyrics and translation
Original
Lately
I have had the strangest feeling, with no vivid reason here to find.
Yet the thought of losing you's been hanging 'round my mind.
Far more frequently you're wearing perfume, with, you say, no special place to go.
But when I ask, "Will you be coming back soon?
" You don't know, never know.
Well, I'm a girl of many wishes, I hope my premonition misses what I really feel.
My eyes won't let me hide, 'cause they always start to cry.
'Cause this time could mean goodbye.
Lately I've been staring in the mirror, very slowly picking me apart.
Trying to tell myself I have no reason with your heart.
Just the other night while you were sleeping,
I vaguely heard you whisper someone's name.
But when I ask you of the thoughts you're keeping, you just say, "Nothing's changed.
" Well, I'm a girl of many wishes, I hope my premonition misses what I really feel.
My eyes won't let me hide, 'cause they always start to cry.
'Cause this time could mean goodbye, goodbye.
Oh, I'm a girl of many wishes, I hope my premonition misses what I really feel.
My eyes won't let me hide, 'cause they always start to cry.
'Cause this time could mean good- goodbye!
English translation
Lately
I have had the strangest feeling, with no vivid reason here to find.
Yet the thought of losing you's been hanging 'round my mind.
Far more frequently you're wearing perfume, with, you say, no special place to go.
But when I ask, "Will you be coming back soon?
" You don't know, never know.
Well, I'm a girl of many wishes, I hope my premonition misses what I really feel.
My eyes won't let me hide, 'cause they always start to cry.
'Cause this time could mean goodbye.
Lately I've been staring in the mirror, very slowly picking me apart.
Trying to tell myself I have no reason with your heart.
Just the other night while you were sleeping,
I vaguely heard you whisper someone's name.
But when I ask you of the thoughts you're keeping, you just say, "Nothing's changed.
" Well, I'm a girl of many wishes, I hope my premonition misses what I really feel.
My eyes won't let me hide, 'cause they always start to cry.
'Cause this time could mean goodbye, goodbye.
Oh, I'm a girl of many wishes, I hope my premonition misses what I really feel.
My eyes won't let me hide, 'cause they always start to cry.
'Cause this time could mean good- goodbye!