 There they are
Smiling so wide
Like thereґs nothing to lose
And nothing to hide
They look forward with innocence
She is his bride
The futureґs a radiant blur
So I wonder whatever became of him
Whatever became of her?
A little boutique
On the Upper East Side
Picture a couple so dignified
Two hat boxes fall
And feathers collide
Darling tell me
Which one do you prefer?
Well I wonder whatever became of him
Whatever became of her?
Everything breaks
Except the broken plates
Everything gets stolen
Except the things
You donґt want anyway
The things you donґt want anyway
She played the piano
And he used to smoke
She used to slap her own thigh
When he made a joke
He started her heart
Whenever he spoke
His own turning cold, like a bird
Well I wonder whatever became of him
Whatever became of her?
I want to say, "No, go back, resist
Donґt step out of the photograph
Donґt hurt yourselves
Stay innocent
Donґt hurt yourselves“
Two shadows playing
Across the lawn
Is it tomorrowґs twilight
Or yesterdayґs dawn?
You can hardly make out
What theyґve got on
But theyґre mighty in love, youґll agree
So I wonder whatever became of him
Whatever became of me?
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