Lonely table just for o ne, In a bright and crowded room. While the music has begun, I drink to memories in the gloom Thought the music's still the same, It has a bittersweet refrain. Refrain: So play the song the way it used to be, Before she left and changed it all to sadness And maybe, if she's passing by the window She will hear a love song, and a melody And even if the words are not so tender She will always remember, the way it used to be. Friends stop by and say hello, And I laugh and hide the pain It's quite easy 'til they go, Then they song begins again. Refrain.