What'll I Do — Anne Murray

Gone is the romance that was so divine. 'Tis broken and can not 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 wond'rin who Is kissing you, what'll I do?

Chorus

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?

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Chorus

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? What'll I do?