Silje Nergaard
Bewitched Bothered and Bewildered
I m wild again
Beguiled again
A whimpering, simpering child again
Bewitched, bothered bewildered - am I
I couldn t sleep
wouldn t sleep
When love came told me I shouldn t sleep
Bewitched, bothered bewildered - am I
I lost my heart
But what of it?
He is cold I agree
He can laugh, but I love it
Although the laugh s on me
I ll sing to him
Each spring to him
long for the day when I ll cling to him
Bewitched, bothered bewildered - am I
I lost my heart
But what of it?
He is cold I agree
He can laugh, but I love it
Although the laugh s on me
I ll sing to him
Each spring to him
long for the day when I ll cling to him
Bewitched, bothered bewildered - am I