High Cost of Loving
The cost of food is mighty high,
The price of gas a mess.
But they don’t bother me as much
As living by myself.
I had a man who loved me,
We had a very happy home.
But I couldn’t bear to be true, I guess...
I had the urge to roam.
It really wasn’t worth it,
To lose my home and ring
But I really thought he knew it--
It never meant a thing.
I took his love for granted.
And look how bad I feel
Now I have my freedom, true...
But not a love that’s real.
I made the deal and took the choice
Not thinking of the price.
And now that I’ve received the bill
I wish I had thought twice.
If I only had a chance,
I’d exchange the merchandise.
I’d be glad to give it back,
If they could refund the price.
The high cost of loving
Is more than I had planned.
The high cost of loving
Is more than I can stand.
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