Nobody's heart belongs to me,
Heigh-ho, who cares?
Nobody writes his songs to me,
No one belongs to me.
That's the least of my cares.
I may sad at times,
And disinclined to play,
But it's not bad at times,
To go your own sweet way.
Nobody's arms belongs to me,
No arms feel strong to me.
I admire the moon as a moon
Just a moon