Was It U?

WAS IT U? Tony Adamo Under the stars, were Jelly roll Morton rolls, carnival lights twinkling, like flowers glowing brightly in the night. Candy-bright sugar moments, pop like gumdrops, a sweet melody we all know. Graffiti dreams paint the walls, hip-hop rhythms, jumping over a yellow moon, Chet Baker's notes float, alive in the air, the Hammond B-3 sings its soul, freestyle, free heart, diggin' to write a jazz chart, we dance until dawn, lost in the Latin rhythms of last night.