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