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OVER YOU

 

I was just eighteen, you were twenty-two

Lookiní for a little romance, when I met you

I held my breath, I held your hand

You took me out, took me home, and took me down

 

Then you went away, and left me solitude

You stole my heart, I still love you

Lost my job, even lost my mind

I was out of touch, out of tune, and out of time

 

Now Iím still gettiní over you

And Iíve turned every shade of blue

Girl you sure taught me a thing or two

And I may never get over you

 

I spend my days, thinkiní Ďbout that night

Too often wrong, so seldom right

If things donít change, guess where Iíll be

On the run, on the skids, and on the street

 

River of tears, falls from my eyes

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide

Maybe youíll come back, one day to me

To set me down, set me straight, and set me free

 

Now Iím still gettiní over you

And Iíve turned every shade of blue

Girl you sure taught me a thing or two

And I may never get over you

I will never get over you

 

© 2004 Mike Parrish -All Rights Reserved




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