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Ruth Etting – A Needle In A Haystack lyrics
Though, its like looking for a needle in a haystack
Still I'll follow every little clue
For I've got to find you
It was a case of love at first sight
The sparkle in your eyes, the splendor of the night
It was a case of love at first sight, I know
Life was so gay, and then like the dawn
One moment you were here, and then I found you gone
Although I've lost you, we'll meet again, I know
Its just like looking for a needle in a haystack
Searching for a moonbeam in the blue
Still, I've got to find you
Its just like looking for a raindrop in the ocean
Searching for a dew drop, in the dew
Still I've got to find you
I haunt the place, where we used to meet
Look at each face, I pass on the street
Sometimes I hear the beat of your feet
But its just imagination
Though its like looking for a needle in a haystack
Still I'll follow every little clue
For I've got to find you
I haunt the place, where we used to meet
Look at each face, I pass on the street
Sometimes I hear the beat of your feet
But its just imagination
Though its like looking for a needle in a haystack
Still I'll follow every little clue
For I've got to find you
Still I'll follow every little clue
For I've got to find you
It was a case of love at first sight
The sparkle in your eyes, the splendor of the night
It was a case of love at first sight, I know
Life was so gay, and then like the dawn
One moment you were here, and then I found you gone
Although I've lost you, we'll meet again, I know
Its just like looking for a needle in a haystack
Searching for a moonbeam in the blue
Still, I've got to find you
Its just like looking for a raindrop in the ocean
Searching for a dew drop, in the dew
Still I've got to find you
I haunt the place, where we used to meet
Look at each face, I pass on the street
Sometimes I hear the beat of your feet
But its just imagination
Though its like looking for a needle in a haystack
Still I'll follow every little clue
For I've got to find you
I haunt the place, where we used to meet
Look at each face, I pass on the street
Sometimes I hear the beat of your feet
But its just imagination
Though its like looking for a needle in a haystack
Still I'll follow every little clue
For I've got to find you
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