Blue turning grey over you de Billie Holiday

Gee, how i miss
your tender kiss,
and the wonderful things we would do.
Now i run my hands
through silvery strands--
you left me blue turning grey over you.
You used to be
so good to me--
that's when i was a novelty.
Now, you've new friends in view,
you've found someone new,
and left me blue turning grey over you.