Norah Jones
It’s getting lateI’ll be on my waySeems that you have nothing leftTo say But
And after all’s been said and doneWho said it best, were you the one?Let’s
You’ve got a famous last nameBut you’re not to blameBaby I see you for
My heart is open (open, open)Eyes are wide (wide, wide)My mind is free (free,
I’m alone, but I feel alrightIn the summertime and the fallIn the spring when