He Was Too Good To Me
He was too good to me.
When I was mean to him
You'd never recognize the room.
You'd never recognize the street.
The same address, the more or less.
You'd never recognize my life.
You'd never recognize the room.
by Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart
How will I get along now?
So close he stood to me.
Everything seems all wrong now.
He would have brought me the sun.
Making me smile, that was his fun.
he'd never say, "Go away, now."
I was a queen to him.
Who's gonna light my way now?
It's only natural that I'm blue.
He was too good to be true.
The pictures all have different frames now.
And all the chairs are rearranged now.
Somehow, I've thrown out every souvenir.
Yes, there've been changes made
since you stayed here.
The neighbor's kids play different games now.
The colors in the trees have changed now.
Strange how I've hardly thought of you this year
.
Yes, there've been changes made since you stayed here.
More happens, less matters, I guess.
The party-givers know my name now.
And when I cry it's not the same now.
Somehow, I never waste a single tear.
Yes, there've been changes made
since you stayed here.
You'd never recognize . . .