old habits die hard

old habits die hard old habits like loving you

like spending my days and nights in missing you

hours that were yours echo like empty rooms

strange faces and your place can't keep away the gloom

old habits die hard now that you're gone

old habits die hard old habits like being true

like counting the hours till i could be with you

things we used to share i now keep alone i waste my nights here by the telephone

old habits die hard now that you're gone

hours that were yours.