I really don't want to know

... a bundle of love-letters...

How many arms have held you and hated to let you go

... from someone in her past, an older man...

How many, how many, I wonder, but I really don't want to know.

... I had seen a picture of him once, in with some vacation snaps...

How many lips have kissed you, and set your soul aglow

... and now he had passed away, his kin sent them back...

How many, how many, I wonder, but I really don't want to know.

... she never spoke of him...

So always make me wonder, always make me guess.

... and it really makes no difference...

And even if I ask you, darling don't confess.

... it could be the plot of a tragic romance novel...

Just let it remain your secret, But darling I love you so.

... or the lyrics to a sad love song...

No Wonder, no wonder I wonder. Though I really don't want to know.

... but now forgotten, as if it had never happened...