The sky was blue, and high above, the moon was new and so was love.

This eager heart of mine was singing: "Lover, where can you be?"

You came at last, love had its day, that day is past, you've gone away.

This aching heart of mine is singing: [bad word] back to me!"

When I remember every little thing you used to do, I'm so lonely.

Every road I walk along, I walk along with you, no wonder I am lonely.

The sky is blue, the night is cold, the moon is new, but love is old,

And while I'm waiting here, this heart of mine is singing:
 [bad word] back to me!"