I was alright for a while,
I could smile for a while.
But when I saw you last night,
you held my hand so tight
as you stopped to say hello.
And though you wished me well,
you couldn't tell that I'd been
crying over you, crying over you -
yes you said so long, and left me standing all alone,
alone and crying.
I thought that I was over you,
but it's true, so true.
I love you even more
than I did before,
but darling, what can I do?
Oh, you don't love me,
and I'll always be
crying over you, crying over you,
yes, now you're gone, and from this moment on,
I'll be crying, crying, crying, crying
over you.
--hymie
hymowitz@cs.jhu.edu hymie@jhuvms.bitnet
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