The night is better. The stars have lost their glitter. The wind grows colder and suddenly you're older.
And all because of the man that got away.
No more is he good for all the writings of the war.
No more.
All the dreams you dreamed have all gone astray.
The man that won you has gone on and undone you.
The great beginning has seen its final ending.
Don't know what happened.
It's all a crazy game.
No more.
No more that all time thrill.
Oh honey you've been through the mill.
And never a new love will be the same.
Good riddance or goodbye.
Every every trick of his or your own too.
All but fools.
Well they're fools.
And where's he gone to?
The world gets rougher.
It's lonelier and it's tougher.
With hope you've grown up.
Tomorrow, tomorrow we may turn up
There's just no let up
We'll live long night and day
Ever since this war began
Oh, there ain't nothing sad there
A one-man woman
Crying for the man
That got away
A one-man woman
Crying for the man