Song | Lovers |
Artist | Olivia Newton-John |
Album | Clearly Love |
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Lyrics:Mickey Newbury Music:Mickey Newbury Arranger:John Farrar | |
Once they were lovers but now they're not friends | |
She's found another--he says it's the end | |
To think they once tore down the wall for a door | |
But now they don't speak anymore | |
So he walks the streets--the few nights he can stand | |
Drinking her memory away when he can | |
Friends once would reach out to them from the shore | |
But now they don't cry anymore | |
How does it all come to happen | |
That's not what loving is for | |
And if I thought it was, I'd leave here in the morning | |
I'd sooner sleep on the floor | |
Oh when will we learn really what loving is | |
It's not what you get in return but what you give | |
To think they once tore down the wall for a door | |
But now they don't speak anymore |
Lyrics: Mickey Newbury Music: Mickey Newbury Arranger: John Farrar | |
Once they were lovers but now they' re not friends | |
She' s found anotherhe says it' s the end | |
To think they once tore down the wall for a door | |
But now they don' t speak anymore | |
So he walks the streetsthe few nights he can stand | |
Drinking her memory away when he can | |
Friends once would reach out to them from the shore | |
But now they don' t cry anymore | |
How does it all come to happen | |
That' s not what loving is for | |
And if I thought it was, I' d leave here in the morning | |
I' d sooner sleep on the floor | |
Oh when will we learn really what loving is | |
It' s not what you get in return but what you give | |
To think they once tore down the wall for a door | |
But now they don' t speak anymore |
Lyrics: Mickey Newbury Music: Mickey Newbury Arranger: John Farrar | |
Once they were lovers but now they' re not friends | |
She' s found anotherhe says it' s the end | |
To think they once tore down the wall for a door | |
But now they don' t speak anymore | |
So he walks the streetsthe few nights he can stand | |
Drinking her memory away when he can | |
Friends once would reach out to them from the shore | |
But now they don' t cry anymore | |
How does it all come to happen | |
That' s not what loving is for | |
And if I thought it was, I' d leave here in the morning | |
I' d sooner sleep on the floor | |
Oh when will we learn really what loving is | |
It' s not what you get in return but what you give | |
To think they once tore down the wall for a door | |
But now they don' t speak anymore |