How soon the flame of love can die;

How soon goodnight becomes goodbye.

You're gone now, but life goes on now,

And everything seems out of tune.



*But time can bring a change of heart

And love can make another start.

Someday you may come back to me to stay,

But who can say how soon.



(Instrumental interlude and pick up at *.)



But time can bring a change of heart

And love can make another start.

Someday you may come back to me to stay,

But who can say how soon,



But who can say how soon.