Lyrics East Of The Sun - Tommy Dorsey Orchestra

East Of The Sun

The one I love belongs to somebody else
She means her tender songs for somebody else
And even when I have my arms around her
I know her thoughts are strong for somebody else
Oh the hands I hold belong to somebody else
I bet they’re not so cold to somebody else
It’s tough to be alone on a shelf
It’s worse to fall in love by yourself
The one I love belongs to somebody else
It’s tough to be alone…
Somebody else somebody else somebody else