| Are you lonesome tonight, |
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Are you sorry we drifted apart? |
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to a brighter summer day, |
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When I kissed you and called you sweetheart. |
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Do the chairs in your parlour seem empty and bare? |
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Do you gaze at your doorstep and picture me there? |
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Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again? |
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Tell me, dear, are you lonesome tonight? |
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(Spoken: verse hummed in background) |
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I wonder if you're lonesome tonight. You know, someone said the world's a stage. Fate had me playing in love with you as my sweetheart. Act one was when we met. I loved you at first glance. You read your lines so cleverly, you never missed a cue. Then came act two. Using the change you acted strange, and why I'll never know. Honey, you lied when you said you loved me, and I had no cause to doubt you. But I'd rather go on hearing your lies than to go on live without you. Now the stage is bare, and I'm standing there with emptiness all around. And if you won't come back to me then they can bring the curtain down. |
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Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again? |
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Tell me, dear, are you lonesome tonight? |
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