One Less Bell To Answer Burt Bacharach and Hal David, Fifth Dimension (#2 in 1970)

One less bell to answer, one less egg to fry.
One less man to pick up after,
I should be happy, but all I do is cry.

I only know that since he left my life's so empty,
Though I try to forget, it just can't be done.
Each time the doorbell rings I still run.
I don't know how in the world to stop thinking of him
'Cause I still love him so.

I end each day the way I start out, cryin' my heart out
One less bell to answer, one less egg to fry.
One less man to pick up after, no more laughter, no more love
Since he went away.