There she goes again
Out The palm of my hand
Wonderin' when shes coming home
So Im not all alone
When I'm sittin here drinkin
About you, is all im thinking
The most beautiful face, the softest lips
And the gentle touch of your fingertips
My hands were linked with yours
Like magic, our kiss could've opened doors
I love how we used to have the sweetest embrace
But miss how your soft, long hair was in my face
Laying in bed, all cuddled up
Not caring about the gossip
Because we "love each other, yes it's true!"
We love each other, but now we're through!
And there she goes again
Out the palm of my hand
Knowin' she ain't coming home
Now I'm all alone...
...Once again...
