They say into your early life romance came And in this heart of yours burned a flame A flame that flickered one day and died away. Then, with disillusion deep in your eyes, You learned that fools in love soon grow wise The years have changed you somehow, I see you now
Smoking, drinking, never thinking of tomorrow, Nonchalant. Diamonds shining, dancing, dining With some man in a restaurant, Is that all you really want.
No. Sophisticated lady I know, You miss that love you lost long ago. And when nobody is nigh, you cry, You cry, you cry.
