(J. Van Heuses, S. Cahn)

[Recorded April 22, 1965, Hollywood]



When you're all alone

All the children grown

And, like starlings, flown away

It gets lonely early, doesn't it?

Lonely early, doesn't it?

Ev'ry single endless day



When your twilight nears

And one face appears

Turning winter years to May

It gets lonely early, doesn't it?

Lonely early, doesn't it?

Still the old heart's young enough to say



"It was really more than lovely, wasn't it?

"Truly lovely, wasn't it?"

[strings]

Ev'ry single lovely day