Gone is the romance that was so divine.

'Tis broken and can not 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'rin who

Is kissing you, what'll I do?

Chorus:

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?

--- Instrumental ---

Chorus:

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?

What'll I do?