They're writing
Songs of love
But not for me
A lucky star's above
But not for me
With love to lead the way
I've found more
Clouds of grey
Than any Russian play
Could guarantee
I was a fool to fall
And get that way
Heigh-ho alas
And also lack-a-day
Although I can't dismiss
The mem'ry of his kiss
I guess he's not for me
I was a fool to fall
And get that way
Heigh-ho alas
And also lack-a-day
Although I can't dismiss
The mem'ry of his kiss
I guess he's not for me