This Love of Mine
Frank Sinatra, Henry Sanicola, Sol Parker
This love of mine goes on and on
Though life is empty since you have gone
You're always on my mind, though out of sight
It's lonesome through the day and all the night
I cry my heart out, it's bound to break
Since nothing matters, let it break
I asked the sun and the moon, the stars that shine
What's to become of it, this love of mine?
Goes on and on and on and on
This love of mine
