Katharine Whalen - My Old Flame

My old flame,
I can't even think of his name.
But, it's funny now and then
How my thoughts go flashing back again,
To my old flame.
My old flame.
My new lovers all seem so tame
For I haven't met a gent
So magnificent or elegant
As my old flame.
I've met so many men
With fascinating ways,
A fascinating gaze in their eyes.
Some have sent me up to the skies
But, their attempts at love
Are only imitations of my old flame.
I can't even think of his name
But, I'll never be the same
Until I discover what became of
My old flame.