Crazy

Leaves keep falling north wind cold today, frostbite in my soul since you went away. Your infectious laughter beauty & elegance, loved every minute of our summer in France. Crazy, I'll go crazy. Crazy, without your love. The streets of Strasbourg sipping Alsatian Pinot Gris, the view to Mont Blanc in lovely Chamonix. The promenade in Nice you were fancy dressed, our nights in Montmartre absolutely blessed. Crazy, I'll go crazy. Crazy, without your love. Crazy, I'll go crazy. Crazy, without your love. Said you wanted a change tired of my old fasion ways, good luck to you my darling hope you find better days. Still keep your picture though I know you would disagree, that you're the finest ever but not minded me. Crazy, I'll go crazy. Crazy, without your love. Crazy, I'll go crazy. Crazy, without your love. Without your love. Without your love. Music & lyrics: Robert Christensen