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Words and Music by Irving Berlin (1924) Gone is the romance that was so divine 'Tis 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'm so blue What'll I do? What'll I do When I am wondering 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? Do you remember a night filled with bliss, The moonlight was softly descending? Your lips and my lips were tied with a kiss, A kiss with an unhappy ending... What'll I do? When you are far away And I'm so blue What'll I do? What'll I do When I am wondering 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? |