The poets say that all who love are blind
But I'm in love and I know what time it is
The Good Book says "Go seek and ye shall find"
Well, I have sought and my what a climb it is
My life is just like the weather
It changes with the hours
When he's near I'm fair and warmer
When he's gone I'm cloudy with showers
In emotion, like the ocean it's either sink or swim
When a woman loves a man like I love him
Never treats me sweet and gentle the way he should
I got it bad and that ain't good
My poor heart is sentimental, not made of wood
I got it bad and that ain't good
But when the weekend's over and Monday rolls around
I end up like I start out, just cryin' my heart out
He don't love me like I love him, nobody could
I got it bad and that ain't good
Like a lonely weeping willow lost in the wood
I got it bad and that ain't good
And the things I tell my pillow, no woman should
I got it bad and that ain't good
Tho folks with good intentions tell me to save my tears
I'm glad I'm mad about him, I can't live without him
Lord above me, make him love me the way he should
I got it bad and that ain't good