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 am blue? What'll I do?
What'll I do When I am wond'rin who Is kissing you? What'll I do?
CHORUS: 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?