The day begins
Bright and anew...

As we look back to distant September
We never cease to miss the nearing December...

Who is she
Where has she been...

Whenever I see her
I have to turn away...

Whenever we walk
I never see your eyes...

Our hate and crimes
Led to more interruption...

You know those times
When you feel really glum...

My special someone
Loves me oh too much...

Whenever we walk
I never see your eyes...

Whenever I see her
I have to turn away...