Frank Sinatra - What'll I Do

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'ring who

Is kissing you

What'll I do?

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?

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?