Words and Music by:
Irving Berlin
To long I held you close to my heart,
To much i loved you right from the start,
To soon you vanished out of my dreams.
To late to start all over it seems.
It’s over, all over.
And soon somebody else
Will tell the world about you,
But how about me.
Its over all over
And soon somebody else
Will make a fuss about you
But how about me.
You’ll find somebody new,
But what am I to do?
I’ll still remember you,
When you have forgotten.
And maybe a baby
Will climb upon your knee
And put its arms about you,
But how about me.
You’ll find somebody new,
But what am I to do?
I’ll still remember you,
When you have forgotten.
And maybe a baby
Will climb upon your knee
And put its arms about you
But how about me?
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