You don’t know what love is Until you’ve learned the meaning of the blues
Until you’ve lost a love, you had to lose
You don’t know what love is You don’t know how lips hurts
Until you’ve kissed and had to pay the cost
Until you’ve flipped your heart and you have lost
Oh, you don’t know what love is Do you know how a lost heart fears
The thought of reminiscing
And how lips that taste of tears
They lose their taste for kissing
You don’t know how hearts burn
For love that cannot live yet never dies
Until you’ve faced each dawn with sleepless eyes
Oh, you don’t know what love is Oh, you don’t know, you don’t know what love is Oh, you don’t know
Oh, you don’t know, I say you don’t know
Charlie Rouse - You don't know what love is
broken men
reaching for the light
the light rains in
just close your eyes
open your heart and mind
to the healing power
of the one divine
- doc huckster
Oh my, the velvet breath. Almost like he wanated to get whispery after years of stark brilliance with Monk. Now the ideas are softer, quieter, almost like he moved from the stage to a nice dark bar, sitting in the back with soup and a beautiful woman to eyeball with.