"When No One Cares" — Gordon Jenkins' late-night isolation.
When no one cares
And the phone never rings
The nights are endless things
Youre like a child that cries
And no one heeds the crying
Youre like a falling star that dies
And seems to go on dying
When no one cares
You just count souvenirs
And they glisten with your tears
You cant believe a love like hers
Could come from someone new
When no one cares - but you
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- Written by Gordon Jenkins for the 1959 album No One Cares. Jenkins' most desolate creation — the absolute aloneness of the person no one checks on. Sinatra's recording is the centrepiece of an album that functions as a sustained cry in the dark.