most of the time

most of the time i'm lyin' here crying

i think oh how nice it would be

if we both would be back together

and forget the troubles that have set us free

i think of doing things but i'd be sorry

bout trying to find somebody new

i think of lots of things to ease my sorrow

but most of the time i think of you

most of the time i'm lyin' here wondering

if maybe you're out with someone new

you wouldn't if you knew how much it hurts me

when i think that someone else is holding you

most of the time i'm so lonely

the rest of the time i'm so blue

part of my time i spend in slumber

but most of the time i think of you