He left me in the morning,
The lights still on and without warning.
And as he went I tried to call him,
But I couldn’t get the words out.

My only one man, who’s the fool?
And why is she crying?
My only one man, a fool for love
Is what I am.

And if you meet me on the street
Will you look the other way?
Or will you smile and greet
As we start our separate days?

And now he’s gone I must remember
To just wake up and draw the curtains.
The table heaves anticipating
A never ever meal for two.

My only one man, who’s the fool?
Look what I’ve broken.
My only one man, a fool for love,
I shouldn’t have spoken.

And if you meet me on the street
Will you know my hands are shaking?
And as we go our separate ways
Will you just wave and leave me breaking?