written by Irving Berlin 1924 Irving Berlin Music (ASCAP)
Gone is the romance that was so divine 'Tis broken and cannot be mended You must go your way and I must go mine But now that our love dreams have ended
What'll I do When you are far away And I am blue What'll I do
What'll I do When I am wondering who Is kissing you What'll I do
What'll I do with just a photograph To tell my troubles to
When I'm alone with only dreams of you That won't come true What'll I do
What'll I do with just a photograph To tell my troubles to
When I'm alone with only dreams of you That won't come true
