Vanity
Bernard Bierman / Guy Wood / Jack Manus
They call it vanity because I'd rather be
All by myself instead of laughing with the crowd
If I don't care to be part of their gaiety
They often say to me, "Don't be so proud"
But how are they to know
I'm looking high and low
For love that used to be my own
I never even glance
When I'm offered new romance
I can't because I'm yours alone
Till you forgive again
I'll never live again
So will it be as long as we are far apart
It may be vanity to think you'll come to me
But is it vanity to hide a broken heart