作词 : Cahn, VanHeusen
When no one cares
And the phone never rings
The nights are endless things
You're like a child that cries
And no one heeds the crying
You're like a star that dies
And seem to keep on dying
When no one cares you count souvenirs
And they glisten with your tears
You can't believe a love like hers
Could come from someone new
When no one cares, but you
