I get along without you very well, of course I do,

Except when soft rains fall and drip from leaves, then I recall

The thrill of being sheltered in your arms, of course, I do,

But I get along without you very well.

I've forgotten you just like I should, of course I have,

Except to hear your name, or someone's laugh that is the same,

But I've forgotten you just like I should.

What a guy, what a fool am I,

To think my breaking heart could kid the moon.

What's in store? Should I phone once more?

No, it's best that I stick to my tune.

I get along without you very well, of course I do,

Except perhaps in Spring, but I should never think of Spring,

For that would surely break my heart in two.