It’s Over When It’s Over


I'll worry about you, my dear, as long as I live.
The heartaches I caused you, you will never forgive.
They say love comes to all who have patience to wait;
It's not that I don't love you, we just met too late.
It was wrong of me to love you, let you love me.
Although his love tuned cold, he will never set me free.
Be glad that we met, dear, although we have to part,
for your love is a flame that remains in my heart.
It's over when it's over. There's no turning around-
It's over when it's over, our dreams let us down.
If we could live life over, we both know what we'd do.
But it's over when it's over, still, I'll always love you.
My only regret is not telling you, my dear,
How much I love you and will always want you near.
At the moment of parting, I almost confessed.
I wanted you to know, but I guess it's all for the best.
I'll worry about you, but this letter I won't mail,
I'll go to my grave with secrets I can never tell.
May God guide you on your journey as we break apart-
It's over when it's over, but I gave you my heart.

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