Frank Sinatra - Blame It on My Youth

You were my adored one,

Then you became the bored one,

And I was like a toy that brought you joy one day,

A broken toy that you preferred to throw away.

If I expected love when first we kissed,

Blame it on my youth.

If only just for you I did exist,

Blame it on my youth.

I believed in everything,

Like a child of three.

You meant more than anything,

All the world to me.

If you were on my mind both night and day,

Blame it on my youth.

If I forgot to eat and sleep and pray,

Blame it on my youth.

And if I cried a little bit when first I learned the truth,

Don't blame it on my heart,

Blame it on my youth.

Writer(s): Heyman Edward, Levant Oscar

• Artist:Frank Sinatra
• Album:se To You (1957)