DAY THE WORLD STOPPED TURNING, THE
Buddy Kaye / Phillip Stringer

as rec by Johnny Hartman


It was midnight, we were all alone,
The day the world stopped turning.
Through the window little diamonds showin',
The day the world stopped turning.

Suddenly the air was still,
The bright new moon grew dim;
We were lost in limbo,
Way out on a limb.

>From the moment your arms took me in,
No other place existed;
We were somewhere we had never been,
Uncharted and unlisted.

Arms were yearning,
Lips were burning,
On the day the world stopped turning;
Oh, that was long ago!

>From the moment your arms took me in,
No other place existed;
We were somewhere we had never been,
Uncharted and unlisted.

Arms were yearning,
Lips were burning,
On the day the world stopped turning;
Oh, that was long ago!






(Contributed by Peter Akers - June 2009)