Through all the tears and sorrow
We always had tomorrow
Now tomorrow's gone
I just don't know how I can go on
How will I go on?
If I ever say I'm over you
The unsentimental things I do
Will have driven out the ghosts somehow
And pulled me through
If I tend to disregard your touch
Well, it seems to me it would be
Such a waste of time to let this poor heart
Feel that much
But sometimes a photograph
Can make me cry or force a laugh
And somehow the memory
Of how complete we used to be
Is keeping me from you
I'm not sure if we can make amends
This may be the way out story ends
With too little left for lovers
And too much for friends
But sometimes a photograph
Can make me cry or force a laugh
And somehow the memory
Of how complete we used to be
Is keeping me from you
So don't believe it's true
If I ever say I'm over you
Don't believe me when I say
We are through
Don't you believe that
I could be over you