Somebody told me. Just the other day. That you're leaving me. We're through. Well if you knew. How it hurt me so. Then you'd change your mind. I'm sure.
Somebody told me just the other day. That you're leaving me, we're through. Well if you knew how it hurt me so. Then you'd change your mind, I'm sure.
Now my road has turned to tracks,. Stones to pebbles, see them roll away.. My wandering troubles need not break my back,. Mmm, sorrow is the price I pay..