Everyone Keeps Asking

Everyone keeps asking
Everyone keeps asking how you are
I tell them I don't know
I suppose you're OK
And they wonder

Everyone wants to know
How you are and what you're doing
They never asked before
So why now?
Why the sudden interest?

So what about it?
What are the answers to these questions?
I don't know but I'd like to
I suppose you are OK
But maybe ....

I sometimes feel regret
Sometimes even sadness for you
But then I think of that night
And you and all your foul words
And then I know what we must part

You were the only one for me
And the only one I wanted to hug
And hold you close every night
It was great, I feel ....
So empty without it now

Maybe there is a chance
A chance to patch up, to make up
To heal all those wounds
But why, where and when can this be?
I can't really see it

A chance for us to be together
To recreate that long, lost love
That once burned like fifty-thousand candles
If only it hadn't happened
For things to be this way now

But this is only fantasy
It can't be any other way
So I'll live with me and you with you
My little England, your little Poland
How different they both seem now!