(Burt Bacharach/Hal David) 

I just don't know what to do with myself 

I just don't know what to do with myself 

I'm so used to doing everything with you 

Planning everything for two 

And now that we're through 



I just don't know what to do with my time 

I'm so lonesome for you, it's a crime 

Going to a movie only makes me sad 

Parties make me feel as bad 

When I'm not with you, I just don't know what to do 



Like a summer rose needs the sun and rain 

I need your sweet love to beat all the pain 



I just don't know what to do with myself 

I just don't know what to do with myself 

Baby, if your new love ever turns you down 

Come back, I will be around 

Just waiting for you, I don't know what else to do 



Don't know what else to do 

I don't know what else to do 

I'm still so crazy for you 

Oh, oh, oh