Berlin Gone is the romance that was so divine. 'tis broken and cannot be mended. You must go your way, And i must go mine. But now that our love dreams have ended... What'll i do When you are far away And i am blue What'll i do? What'll i do? When i am wond'ring who Is kissing you What'll i do? What'll i do with just a photograph To tell my troubles to? When i'm alone With only dreams of you That won't come true What'll i do? What'll i do with just a photograph To tell my troubles to? When i'm alone With only dreams of you That won't come true What'll i do?
Berlin Gone is the romance that was so divine. 'tis broken and cannot be mended. You must go your way, And i must go mine. But now that our love dreams have ended... What'll i do When you are far away And i am blue What'll i do? What'll i do? When i am wond'ring who Is kissing you What'll i do? What'll i do with just a photograph To tell my troubles to? When i'm alone With only dreams of you That won't come true What'll i do? What'll i do with just a photograph To tell my troubles to? When i'm alone With only dreams of you That won't come true What'll i do?
