Lyrics Carla Thomas

Carla Thomas

A Love Of My Own

I look at the mountain

I look at the sun

I look at everything

Mother Nature has done

Then I wanna know

Why can't I find a love of my own

(Love of my own)

I look at the skyline

I look at the trees

I look at the moonlight

I feel the soft breeze

Then I wanna know

Why can't I find a love

Of my own (my own)

Love, how I've waited for you

But it looks like you'll never come

So I sit down, sit down

And think the thing over

Is it something I've done

I look at the flowers

In fullest bloom

I should be happy

But I'm filled with gloom

Cause I wanna know

Why can't I find a love of my own

(Love of my own)

Cause I wanna know

Why can't I find a love of my own