He had eyes of December
A smile of July
He told me tender words
In winter as well as in summer
In the evening, in the evening I do puzzles
In the evening, in the evening I feel utterly lonely
He had London manners
To have offered me Corfu
But in rain or shine
I followed him anywhere
In the evening, in the evening I do puzzles
In the evening, in the evening I feel utterly lonely
When I had dark thoughts
He painted them all in blue
The blue which looked a bit weird
And which I found in his eyes
In the evening, in the evening I do puzzles
In the evening, in the evening I feel utterly lonely
He left for a cruise
Without telling me where he was going
In a few light years
He said to me he'd return
In the evening, in the evening I do puzzles
In the evening, in the evening I feel utterly lonely