Chet Baker
My Funny Valentine

THE REVIEW

My charming beloved,

I traveled the world singing and playing about our love, about our weaknesses.

I met the best,
Received ovations east and west, and everything started to go well for us.

They said I had a gift.
You were by my side, endured me,
Gave me inspiration.

It didn’t last long.
I fought for a dose, my sweet and funny beloved.

My little world began to change, what was happening?
I became the ghost of myself.

Someone recognized me at a gas station, and helped me get back on track.
The famous second chance? Perhaps.

I thought I had lost you. Would you recognize this outcast with broken teeth as your lover?

I tried, shone again even though the "ghost me" kept waiting for me backstage every damned night.

I looked out the window, in that hotel room. I realized I wasn’t an angel with broken wings. I had messed up with my own hands, the same ones that held you.

One last set, one last desperate attempt to bleed on stage what we felt. And the audience rose, they recognized our pain, I’m sure of it.

They called it "The Last Great Concert".
I bid farewell to Hannover, left you there, my great love.

What a fool I was, you were all that truly mattered, you could have been my cure.
Forgive me, and thank you for everything.