Me, crying? Nah.
As Sinatra sang (snippet),
Hey, look, no crying,
I have been luckier than most.
And if tomorrow
I still feel haunted by her ghost,
I will remember
How I loved her--and how it was...
Who needs crying?
With these memories in tow?
Me, I'm flying,
I got memories to show!
Hey, look, no crying--
Just goodbye...
I'm...letting...gooooooooooo!