Everytime I've lost another lover

I call up my old friend

And say let's get together

I'm under the weather

Another love has suddenly come to an end

And he listens as I tell him my sad story

And wonders at my taste in men

And we wonder why I do it

And the pain of getting through it

And he laughs and says: "You'll do it again !"

And we sit in a bar and talk till two

'Bout life and love as old friends do

And tell each other what we've been through

How love is rare, life is strange

Nothing lasts, people change

And I ask him if his life is ever lonely

And if he ever feels despair

And he says he's learned to love it

'Cause that's really a part of it

And it helps him feel the good times when they're there



And we wonder if I'll live with any lover

Or spend my life alone

And the bartender is dozing

And it's getting time for closing

So we figure that I'll make it on my own



But we'll meet the year we're sixty-two

And travel the world as old friends do

And tell each other what we've been through

How love is rare, life is strange

Nothing lasts, people change