Sitting here, waiting for,Someone calling at my door,Too bad,I'm getting out of love.What's the use of changing things,Wonder what tomorrow brings,Who knows,I'm getting out of love.My Shangri-la has gone away,Faded like the Beatles on Hey JudeShe seemed to drift out on the rainThat came in somewhere softly from the blueClouds roll by and hide the sun,Raindrops fall on everyone,So sad,I'm getting out of love.
