Where have you been, my love, all these years?
With each love that I could have never one,
I have shed thousands of sad, bitter tears.
I thought that I'd finally found the one.

Oh how we laughed on those fine summer days!
And how we danced all day under the sun.
But now it is too late to change your ways,
And yet now I know that I have not won.

When you finally left, oh how I cried!
I was left to ponder in my sorrow,
And I still cannot believe how you lied.
Yet it will all be better tomorrow.

It is better to have loved and lost, though.
So grateful was I not to have to choose.