When I go for a walk
And meet old friends we knew,
We sit around and talk,
Then they ask about you,
What's the good if I say
That you and I are through,
I tell them you're okay
When they ask about you.

They wonder where we've been
And why we never call,
I take it on the chin
Until the teardrops fall,
They don't mean to be smart
But if they only knew,
They're stepping on my heart
When they ask about you

Copyright: BOURNE CO.
Writer(s): SAM STEPT