Everytime I've lost another lover

 I call up my old friend

 And say let's get together

 I'm under the weather

 Another love has suddenly come to an end

 And he listens as I tell him my sad story

 And wonders at my taste in men

 And we wonder why I do it

 And the pain of getting through it

 And he laughs and says: "You'll do it again !"

 And we sit in a bar and talk till two

 'Bout life and love as old friends do

 And tell each other what we've been through

 How love is rare, life is strange

 Nothing lasts, people change

 And I ask him if his life is ever lonely

 And if he ever feels despair

 And he says he's learned to love it

 'Cause that's really a part of it

 And it helps him feel the good times when they're there


 And we wonder if I'll live with any lover

 Or spend my life alone

 And the bartender is dozing

 And it's getting time for closing

 So we figure that I'll make it on my own


 But we'll meet the year we're sixty-two

 And travel the world as old friends do

 And tell each other what we've been through

 How love is rare, life is strange

 Nothing lasts, people change