THIS IS IT
Words and Music by CINDY WALKER
Well, this is it,
That day is here
The day I knew would come
When you would leave me dear.
Well, here I sit,
While teardrops fall
And wonder why I care,
When you don't care at all.
But I'm a fool that way
From a way back when
A fool who'd take you back
If you'd come back again.
But this is it,
You're gone, you're free
You'll find another love
But this is it for me.
Well, this is it,
That day is here
It's no surprise and yet
I can't hold back the tears.
Well, here I sit,
And try to guess
How such an empty room's
So full of loneliness.
(Spoken)
Well, even the clock has stopped,
Guess it knew,
That time's run out for me,
It's over, it's all through.
Yes, this is it
You're gone, you're free
You'll find another love
But this is it for me.
Copyright 1964 by Tree Publishing Co., Inc.
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