Long ago, and, oh, so far away fell in love with you the second show. Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear, but not really here. It's just the radio.
Don't you you told me you loved me baby? You you'd be coming back this way again baby. Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby. love you, I really do.
Loneliness is such a sad affair, and can hardly wait to be with you What to say, to make you come Come back to me again, and play your sad guitar.