I get along without you very well
Of course I do
Except when soft rains fall
And drip from leaves then I recall
The thrill of being sheltered in your arms
Of course I do
But I've forgotten you just like I should
Of course I have
Except to hear your name
Or someone's laughter just the same
But I've forgotten you just like I should What, again
What a fool am I
To think my breaking heart could kick the mood
What's in store
Should I phone once more
No, it's best that I stick to my tune I get along without you very well
Of course I do
Except perhaps in Spring
But I should never think of Spring
For that would surely break my heart in two What, again
What a fool am I
To think my breaking heart could kick the mood
What's in store
Should I phone once more
No, it's best that I stick to my tune