Softly spoken on a summer breeze

All those promises you made to me

Yet when I woke up to an empty room,

I wondered, where were you last night

Say, how it is, gotta know, is there somebody else

That has captured, your heart and then my imagination

Though, I believe what it is to be some kind of fool, caught in your arms

Why don’t you say, all that I want you to say…

Even though you talk of starting again,

I can’t think past tomorrow

And even though you promise you’re sorry again,

Just don’t know who you are

Say, how it is, gotta know, is there somebody else

That has captured, your heart and then my imagination

Though, I believe what it is to be some kind of fool, caught in your arms

Why don’t you say, all that I want you to say…