Is This the Beginning of the End?
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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This is the beginning of the end,
I can see it in your eyes, in everything you do,
And you're afraid to tell me that we're through
But I can tell by looking at you.
This is the beginning of the end,
You just give yourself away with everything you say,
And though you never told me we must part,
Still I can read the writing in your heart.
Why is it now when I hold your hand
There is some little something that I miss,
What has become of the warmth in your smile,
And where is that little mischief in your goodnight kiss?
This is the beginning of the end,
I can see the thrill is gone, why let it linger on,
Why lie to me and say it isn't so




For when I hold you in my arms I know
That this, this is the beginning of the end.

Overall Meaning

Frank Sinatra's "This is the Beginning of the End" is a melancholic tune about a lover realizing that their relationship is reaching its end. The song has a sense of sadness and resignation as the singer struggles to come to terms with the fact that the person he loves is pulling away from him. He can see that there's something wrong even though his partner refuses to admit it. The lyrics suggest that the spark, the warmth, the mischief, and the thrill in their relationship has faded away. The singer is heartbroken by the realization that their love affair is crumbling down.


The song's lyrics have a sense of melancholy that captures the essence of a failed relationship's aftermath. From the lyrics, we can tell that the singer longs for their partner's warmth and affection, but all he gets is mixed feelings of insecurities and fears. The singer also longs for the little things that made their love so special. He's aware that they're slowly disappearing and that this is the beginning of the end. Overall, the song conveys a heartbreaking message about the inevitability of relationships coming to an end.


Line by Line Meaning

This is the beginning of the end,
The start of our breakup is happening right now.


I can see it in your eyes, in everything you do,
Your actions and facial expressions clearly show that you are no longer interested in our relationship.


And you're afraid to tell me that we're through
You're hesitant to confess that our relationship is ending.


But I can tell by looking at you.
Nonetheless, from your body language and behavior, I can tell that it's over between us.


You just give yourself away with everything you say,
Even your words make it evident that you're ready to end things with me.


And though you never told me we must part,
You haven't directly informed me that we should break up.


Still I can read the writing in your heart.
However, I can see that your emotions and feelings have already shifted away from me, and that's enough for me to know what's happening.


Why is it now when I hold your hand
I'm confused since, before, you were so intimate with me, but now, when I attempt to touch you or hold your hand, something seems off, and I can't understand what it is.


There is some little something that I miss,
I'm sensing a small difference that's making me feel like you're not fully present and invested in this relationship.


What has become of the warmth in your smile,
Your friendly demeanor, your attraction, and your lovingness seem to have vanished, and I can't ignore this.


And where is that little mischief in your goodnight kiss?
The playfulness and sensuality I once experienced when we kissed are gone, making me believe this could be goodbye.


I can see the thrill is gone, why let it linger on,
I recognize that our spark has died, so why should we continue to deceive ourselves and prolong this relationship?


Why lie to me and say it isn't so
Being dishonest and pretending that everything's fine won't change the fact that our time together is coming to a natural conclusion.


For when I hold you in my arms I know
When I embrace you, it's crystal clear to me that you're no longer present and that the end is near.


That this, this is the beginning of the end.
Thus, I must acknowledge this is the beginning of the end of our union.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: MACK GORDON

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Mike


on The Lady Is A Champ

eight

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She can't eat late and stay up all night, because unlike society types, she has to get up in the morning.

She likes the theatre and never comes late
She cares more about seeing the play than being seen making an entrance.

She never bothers with people she'd hate
Her friends are friends, not social trophies.

Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls
While barrns and earls probably don't play craps, she associates with friends, not people to be seen with.

Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
She doesn't "slum", the practice of the rich in the 30's, when the song was written, of touring poor neighborhoods dressed in rich clothes to "tut, tut" about the deplorable conditions, and congratulate each other for "caring about the poor"

Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
Doesn't trade gossip for acceptance among an in-crowd


She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
She cares more about how her hair feels than conforming with current hair fashions

Hates California, it's cold and it's damp
Since most of California is noticeably warmer and / or drier than New York, where the play the song was written for is set, this is probably a facetious excuse to like what she likes.


And she won't go to Harlem in Lincoln's or Ford's
Another reference to slumming, but facetious, since Lincolns and Fords were middle-class, not luxury brands when the lyric was written

Anonymous


on Try a Little Tenderness

Here are the correct lyrics

Try A Little Tenderness - Frank Sinatra - Lyrics

Oh she may be weary
Women do get wearied
Wearing that same old shabby dress
And when she’s weary
You try a little tenderness

You know she’s waiting
Just anticipating things she’ll may never possess
While she is without them
Try just a little bit of tenderness

It’s not just sentimental
She has her grieve and her care
And the words that soft and gentle
Makes it easier to bear
You wont regret it
Women don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
And it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Musical Interlude

And, it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Daniel


on The Way You Look Tonight

I met Frank Jr. in Las Vegas, a real gentleman. RIP you both.

Giorgi Khutashvili


on Theme from New York, New York

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