How soon the flame of love can die; How soon goodnight becomes goodbye. You're gone now, but life goes on now, And everything seems out of tune. *But time can bring a change of heart And love can make another start. Someday you may come back to me to stay, But who can say how soon. (Instrumental interlude and pick up at *.) But time can bring a change of heart And love can make another start. Someday you may come back to me to stay, But who can say how soon, But who can say how soon.