When you called me up this mornin'
Told me 'bout the new love you'd found
I said I'm happy for you
I'm really happy for you
Found someone else
I guess I won't be comin' 'round
I guess it's over, baby
It's really over, baby, whoa-oh
And from what you said
I know you've gotten over me
It'll never be
The way it used to be
So if it's gotta be this way
Don't worry, baby
I can take the news okay
But...
If you see me walkin' by
And the tears are in my eyes
Look away, baby, look away
And if we meet on the street someday
And I don't know what to say
Look away, baby, look away
Don't look at me
I don't want you to see me this way
When we both agreed as lovers
We were better off as friends
That's how it had to be
Yeah, that's how it had to be
I tell you I'm fine
But sometimes I just pretend
Wish you were holdin' me
Wish you were still holdin' me, oh, oh
I just never thought
That I would be replaced so soon
I wasn't prepared
To hear those words from you ...
-Chicago (D. Warren)
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