Eddie Holman and James Solomon's lyrics recount a moving tale of stoicism in the face of rejection:
The world's just not the same
At least not to me
'cause I won't see you again
You're setting me free
But I wish you the world of happiness
Though you're hurting me
Musically, it's archetypal mid-60s dancefloor-targeted soul. It could prove a pricey acquisition as, if I keep playing it so much, I'll need to buy a rug to cover the living room carpet's threadbare patch.