There will be ma--ny oth--er nights like this ________________________and

I'll be stan ding here with some--one new. ________________________There

will be oth---er songs to sing, an----oth---er fall, an--oth--er spring, but

there will never another you

There will be other lips that I may kiss

But they won't thrill me like yours used to do

Yes, I may dream a million dreams, but how can they come true,

If there will never be another you?