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