Lyrics:Gerry Beckley/Bill Mumy Music:Gerry Beckley/Bill Mumy | |
Like you said, you'd never get used to it | |
But it's lost that old surprise | |
Time comes and goes so quiet now | |
Leaves emptiness behind our eyes | |
Oh, darling, if I could spare us | |
From an hour of the pain | |
Like you said, you'd never get used to it | |
But love's worn out again | |
Winter's here, bring the blankets out | |
To cover up the cold | |
I'm dreamin' of the good night's sleep | |
Like I used to know in days of old | |
You told me you felt all alone | |
But you did not tell me when | |
Like you said, you'd never get used to it | |
But love's worn out again | |
Love's worn out again, darling | |
It's moved around the bend, darling | |
There's no telling when | |
We'll feel it again | |
Oh, maybe I can't see what's plainly in my view | |
Oh, I wish I was a better man, maybe it's just you | |
But there's something goin' on here | |
Like a wound that will not mend | |
Like you said, you'd never get used to it | |
But love's worn out again | |
Love's worn out again, darling | |
It's moved around the bend, darling | |
There's no telling when | |
We'll feel it again | |
Love's worn out again, darling | |
It's moved around the bend, darling | |
There's no telling when | |
We'll feel it again | |
Love's worn out again, darling | |
It's moved around the bend, darling | |
There's no telling when | |
We'll feel it again ... |
Lyrics: Gerry Beckley Bill Mumy Music: Gerry Beckley Bill Mumy | |
Like you said, you' d never get used to it | |
But it' s lost that old surprise | |
Time comes and goes so quiet now | |
Leaves emptiness behind our eyes | |
Oh, darling, if I could spare us | |
From an hour of the pain | |
Like you said, you' d never get used to it | |
But love' s worn out again | |
Winter' s here, bring the blankets out | |
To cover up the cold | |
I' m dreamin' of the good night' s sleep | |
Like I used to know in days of old | |
You told me you felt all alone | |
But you did not tell me when | |
Like you said, you' d never get used to it | |
But love' s worn out again | |
Love' s worn out again, darling | |
It' s moved around the bend, darling | |
There' s no telling when | |
We' ll feel it again | |
Oh, maybe I can' t see what' s plainly in my view | |
Oh, I wish I was a better man, maybe it' s just you | |
But there' s something goin' on here | |
Like a wound that will not mend | |
Like you said, you' d never get used to it | |
But love' s worn out again | |
Love' s worn out again, darling | |
It' s moved around the bend, darling | |
There' s no telling when | |
We' ll feel it again | |
Love' s worn out again, darling | |
It' s moved around the bend, darling | |
There' s no telling when | |
We' ll feel it again | |
Love' s worn out again, darling | |
It' s moved around the bend, darling | |
There' s no telling when | |
We' ll feel it again ... |
Lyrics: Gerry Beckley Bill Mumy Music: Gerry Beckley Bill Mumy | |
Like you said, you' d never get used to it | |
But it' s lost that old surprise | |
Time comes and goes so quiet now | |
Leaves emptiness behind our eyes | |
Oh, darling, if I could spare us | |
From an hour of the pain | |
Like you said, you' d never get used to it | |
But love' s worn out again | |
Winter' s here, bring the blankets out | |
To cover up the cold | |
I' m dreamin' of the good night' s sleep | |
Like I used to know in days of old | |
You told me you felt all alone | |
But you did not tell me when | |
Like you said, you' d never get used to it | |
But love' s worn out again | |
Love' s worn out again, darling | |
It' s moved around the bend, darling | |
There' s no telling when | |
We' ll feel it again | |
Oh, maybe I can' t see what' s plainly in my view | |
Oh, I wish I was a better man, maybe it' s just you | |
But there' s something goin' on here | |
Like a wound that will not mend | |
Like you said, you' d never get used to it | |
But love' s worn out again | |
Love' s worn out again, darling | |
It' s moved around the bend, darling | |
There' s no telling when | |
We' ll feel it again | |
Love' s worn out again, darling | |
It' s moved around the bend, darling | |
There' s no telling when | |
We' ll feel it again | |
Love' s worn out again, darling | |
It' s moved around the bend, darling | |
There' s no telling when | |
We' ll feel it again ... |