whatever became of her

there they are

smiling so wide

like there's nothing to lose

and nothing to hide

they look forward with innocence

she is his bride

the future's a radiant blur

so i wonder whatever became of him

whatever became of her?

a little boutique

on the upper east side

picture a couple so dignified

two hat boxes fall

and feathers collide

darling tell me

which one do you prefer?

well i wonder whatever became of him

whatever became of her?

everything breaks

except the broken plates

everything gets stolen

except the things

you don't want anyway

the things you don't want anyway

she played the piano

and he used to smoke

she used to slap her own thigh

when he made a joke

he started her heart

whenever he spoke

his own turning cold

like a bird

well i wonder whatever became of him

whatever became of her?

i want to say

no