A flower reminds me
Of places we used
To walk to
Now the evening finds me
With only a flower
To talk to
Blue gardenia
Now I'm alone with you
And I am oh so blue
He has tossed us aside
And like you gardenia
Once I was near his heart
After the teardrops start
Where are teardrops to hide
I lived for an hour
What more can I tell
Love bloomed like a flower
Then the petals fell
Blue gardenia
Thrown to a passing breeze
But pressed
Yes they're pressed
In my book
Of memories
I lived for an hour
What more can I tell
Love bloomed like a flower
Then the petals fell
Blue gardenia
Thrown to a passing breeze
But pressed in my book
Of memories
But pressed in my book
Of memories