Cliff Richard

Well, now that she is gone
You won't feel bad for long
For maybe just an hour
Or just a moment of the day
*Then blue turns to grey
And try as you may
You just don't feel good
And you don't feel alright
And you know that you must
Find her, find her, find her
You think you'll have a ball
And you won't hurt at all
You'll find another girl
Or maybe more to pass the time away
(Repeat * verse)
And you know that you must
Find her, find her, find her
She's not home when you call
So you then go to all
All the places where she likes to be
But she has gone away
(Repeat * verse)
And you know that you must
Find her, find her, find her
Blue turns to grey, blue turns to grey, blue turns to grey