They call it vanity because I'd rather be

All by myself instead of laughing with the crowd

If I don't care to be part of their gaiety

They often say to me, "Don't be so proud"

But how are they to know

I'm looking high and low

For love that used to be my own?

I never even glance

When I'm offered new romance

I can't because I'm yours, alone

Till you forgive again

I'll never live again

So will it be, as long as we are far apart

It may be vanity to think you'll come to me

But is it vanity to hide a broken heart?

But is it vanity to hide broken heart?

But how are they to know

I'm looking high and low

For love that used to be my own?

I never even glance

When I'm offered new romance

I can't because I'm yours, alone

Till you forgive again

I'll never live again

So will it be, as long as we are far apart

It may be vanity to think you'll come to me

But is it vanity to hide a broken heart?

But is it vanity to hide a broken heart?