Most Of The Time

Most of the time while I’m here cryin’

I think of how nice it would be

If we two could be back dear again together

And forget the troubles that have set us free

I think of doin’ things but I’d be sorry

Like tryin’ 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 can’t help wondering

It may be you’re out with someone new

You wouldn’t if you knew how much it hurt me

When I think that someone else is holdin’ 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