This Love of Mine - Frank Sinatra, Nelson Riddle & His Orchestra

This love of mine, goes on and on

Though life is empty, since you have gone

You’re always in my mind, though out of sight

It’s a lonesome through the day and all the night

I cry my heart my out, it’s bound to break

Since nothing matters, then let it break

I ask the sun and the moon, the stars that shine

What’s to become of it, this love of mine?

I cry my heart my out, it’s bound to break

Since nothing matters, then let it break

I ask the sun and the moon, the stars that shine

What’s to become of it, this love of mine?