How insensitive . . . I must have seemed When she told me that she loved me . . . How unmoved an' cold . . . I must have seemed When she told me so sincerely . . .
Why . . . she must have asked Do I just turn an' stare in icy silence? What was I to say . . . What can you say when a love affair is over?
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Now, she's gone away And I'm alone with a memory of her last look . . . Vague an' drawn an' sad . . . I see it still All her heartbreak in that last look . . .
How . . . she must have asked Could I just turn an' stare in icy silence? What was I to do . . . What can one do when a love affair is over?
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