Ballads are being sung but not for me
Church bells are being rung but not for me
I am without love, I can't doubt love can be
Warm and tender for some but not for me
Poems are being read but not for me
Prayers are being said but not for me
I've never known love, or been shown love, you see
And maybe there is such a thing but not for me
So let all of your singers sing but not for me
And let all of your church bells ring but not for me
And if tomorrow, all your sorrows should be
Just like mine then you cry but not for me
Not for me
No, not for me
Never never for me
