Loretta, I see you walking now and then. Loretta, I see you coming near. Why's it oh so hard? To turn back and finally whisper "How are we supposed to carry on?" Well, I've got to, for now, forget her and everything she said - she lied. I met her morning, noon, and night. Well I'd say "I fooled ya." So Loretta, you never won the fight. Why's it oh so hard to turn back and finally whisper "How are we supposed to carry on?"