He keeps her in diamonds, he brightens her days.
He flies her, in style, to the cities he plays.
But she's not aware that in every town,
Others warm to his favours when she's not around.
He took her to Paris, he took her to Spain.
He took her for granted: wouldn't give her his name.
She lives all alone in a house on a hill.
An' thinks that she'll marry, but she never will.
He told her that someday, he'd make her his own.
They'd take a vacation together in Rome.
Then she spoke these words, though they tore her apart:
"I'm tired of you playing these games with my heart."
"Oh, I've given you the best years of my life,
"You've given nothin' but maybe some lies.
"I've lived all alone in a house on a hill.
"Thinkin' we'd marry, but we never will."
So time brought it's wisdom: now clearly she sees.
She's learned to be happy an' she loves bein' free.
That he longs to hold her an' make her his wife,
'Cause there was no happiness left in his life.
She lives all alone in a house on a hill.
With good friends an' good times, her life is filled.
In his lonely mansion, he longs for her still.
An' he thinks that she'll marry, but she never will.
No, she never will.
He flies her, in style, to the cities he plays.
But she's not aware that in every town,
Others warm to his favours when she's not around.
He took her to Paris, he took her to Spain.
He took her for granted: wouldn't give her his name.
She lives all alone in a house on a hill.
An' thinks that she'll marry, but she never will.
He told her that someday, he'd make her his own.
They'd take a vacation together in Rome.
Then she spoke these words, though they tore her apart:
"I'm tired of you playing these games with my heart."
"Oh, I've given you the best years of my life,
"You've given nothin' but maybe some lies.
"I've lived all alone in a house on a hill.
"Thinkin' we'd marry, but we never will."
So time brought it's wisdom: now clearly she sees.
She's learned to be happy an' she loves bein' free.
That he longs to hold her an' make her his wife,
'Cause there was no happiness left in his life.
She lives all alone in a house on a hill.
With good friends an' good times, her life is filled.
In his lonely mansion, he longs for her still.
An' he thinks that she'll marry, but she never will.
No, she never will.