My how I miss your ten - der kiss And the won - der - ful things you would do; I run my hands through silv - 'ry strands 'Cause I'm blue turn - ing grey o - ver you. You used to be so good to me-- That's when I was a nov - el - ty. Now you have new thrills in view, found some - one new, Left me blue turn - ing grey o - ver you