Interpret:

Frank Sinatra

Album:

In The Wee Small Hours

What good is the scheming, the planning and dreaming
That comes with each new love affair
The dreams that we cherish, so often might perish
And leaves you with castles in air


When you're alone who cares for starlit skies?
When you're alone the magic moonlight dies at break of dawn
There is no sunrise when your lover has gone


What lonely hours the ev'ning shadows bring
What lonely hours with mem'ries lingering like faded flow'rs
Life can't mean anything when your lover has gone


Like faded flowers, life can't mean anything when your lover has gone