| Lately I don’t think of you at all
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| Or wonder what you’re up to
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| Or how you’re getting on
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| I never think of calling you
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| Or how things could have been
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| Or wonder where you sleep at night
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| Or whose arms you wake in
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| I’m living alone, living alone
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| I don’t need you any more
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| Living alone, living alone
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| I don’t need you any more
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| Lately I don’t get lost in daydreams
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| I never lay awake at night
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| Staring in my bed
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| And I don’t think about your face
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| Or anything you’ve said
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| And I don’t think twice
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| When someone says your name
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| Or twist my mind in circles
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| Wondering which of us to blame
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| I’m living alone, living alone
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| I don’t need you any more
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| Living alone, living alone
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| I don’t need you any more
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| I never walk alone and think of all the empty words
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| Or wonder when the day will break
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| Or when the tides will turn
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| And I don’t break down
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| When someone says your name
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| Or twist my mind in circles
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| Wondering which of us to blame
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| I’m living alone, living alone
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| I don’t need you any more
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| Living alone, alone
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| I don’t need you any more
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| Lately I don’t think of you at all
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| Lately, lately, oh lately |