You told me on the day that you left me
To take real good care of myself
But it's so hard to do if I can't have
You here to hold me when I want nobody else
When am I gonna get over you
And stop living in the past?
When am I gonna get over you?
When my poor heart beats its last
Soon you'll wake me and you'll say I've been dreaming
I'll just have to wait 'til then
Until my time here is done and the angels come to take me
Then I'll be with you again
When am I gonna get over you
And stop living in the past?
When am I gonna get over you?
When my poor heart beats its last
Someday, I may love again but you'll be with me even then
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