How insensitive
I must have seemed
when he told me that he loved me
How unmoved and cold
I must have seemed
When he said it so sincerely
Why, he must have asked,
Would I just turn and stare in icy silence?
What was I to say?
What can you say when a love affair is over?

Now he’s gone away
And I’m alone
With the memory of his last look
Vague and drawn and sad
I see it still, all his heartache in that last look
How, he must have asked,
Would I just turn and stare in icy silence?
What was I to do?
What can one do
When a love affair is over?