Текст:
(Kim Richey)
Every time the phone rings I wonder if it's you
I've about worn out those records we used to listen to
And I curse the day I ever let you in
'Cause now you're gone and here I go
Here I go again
I think about us dancing to that downtown country band
And the crooked smile you gave me when
You held out your hand
I'm sure it's for the best
And some day I'll laugh the whole thing off
But I'm not quite there yet
I try to hang on to the memory of your touch
And I tell myself I'm crazy for missing you this much
And I curse the day I ever let you in
'Cause now you're gone and here I go
Here I go again
Every time the phone rings I wonder if it's you
I've about worn out those records we used to listen to
And I curse the day I ever let you in
'Cause now you're gone and here I go
Here I go again
I think about us dancing to that downtown country band
And the crooked smile you gave me when
You held out your hand
I'm sure it's for the best
And some day I'll laugh the whole thing off
But I'm not quite there yet
I try to hang on to the memory of your touch
And I tell myself I'm crazy for missing you this much
And I curse the day I ever let you in
'Cause now you're gone and here I go
Here I go again
