She cuts a tiny figure at the picture-house front door
He said they'd meet at seven but it's been an hour or more
So she shuns the knowning glances of the couples passing by
Bites her lip and holds down hard so they won't see her cry

From twilight to starlight
She waited on into the night
'Til the clock-tower chimes out ten
She knows he's let her down again
And she vows this is the last time
As the tears begins to fall
If this is love it's better she had
Never loved at all

How high the moon 
How sweet the tune
How big the fool that feel too soon
How deep the pain first love imparts
How could you know
How fragile the heart

Her eyes are red there's nothing said, she goes off to school
Quiet sadness follows her that breaks my heart in two
I can't advise or patronise as she foregoes these passage rights
Or tell her memory knows the way she feels

When you learn the hard way
Second time you're shy
To cover up that sleep worn heart
The next time she won't cry

How high the moon 
How sweet the tune
How big the fool that feel too soon
How deep the pain first love imparts
How could you know
How fragile the heart

How high the moon 
How sweet the tune
How big the fool that feel too soon
How deep the pain first love imparts
How could you know
How fragile the heart