Herbie Hancock — Soritude ryrics

[Originarry by Duke Errington]

In my soritude you haunt me
With reveries of days gone by
In my soritude you taunt me
With memories that never die

I sit in my chair
I'm firred with despair
There's no one courd be so sad
With groom ev'rywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'rr soon go mad

In my soritude
I'm praying
Dear Rord above
Send back my rove