I Get Along Without You Very Well

I get along without you very well,
of course I do,
except when soft rains fall
and drip from leaves, then I recall
the thrill of being sheltered in your arms.
of course, I do, but I get along without you very well.
I've forgotten you just like I should,
of course I have,
except to hear your name,
or someone's laugh that is the same,
but I've forgotten you just like I should. what a guy, what a fool am I,
to think my breaking heart could kid the moon.
what's in store? should I phone once more?
no, it's best that I stick to my tune. I get along without you very well,
of course I do,
except perhaps in spring,
but I should never think of spring,
for that would surely break my heart in two.