How insensitive I must have seemed   When he told me that he loved me.   How unmoved and cold I must have seemed   When he told me so sincerely.      Why, he must have asked,   Did I just turn and stare in icy silence?   What was I to say?   What can you say when a love affair is over?      Now he's gone away and I'm alone   With the memory of his last look.   Vague and drawn and sad, I see it still   All his heartbreak in that last look.      Why, he must have asked,   Would I just turn and stare in icy silence?   What was I to do?   What can one do when a love affair is over?   Over, over