What'll I Do?
Irving Berlin
Gone is the romance
That once was divine
It's broken and cannot be mended
You must go your way
And I must go mine
But now that our love dreams have ended....
What'll I do when you are far away
And I am blue,
What'll I do?
What'll I do when I am wond'ring who
Is kissing you,
What'll I do?
What'll I do
With just a photograph
To tell my troubles to?
When I'm alone with only dreams of you
That won't come true,
What'll I do?
