You occupy your time by cryin' a lot
'Cause miss what you had
And hate what you ain't got
No one to hold you anymore, let alone talk to
Well, I've got news for you

There'll be another day to love
A smile to wake up to
There'll somebody else's touch
That'll send chills all over you
Take it from an old friend
Who's walk in the same shoes
You'll find somebody new

You think you've lost your mind
Nothin' matters anymore
The telephone don't ring
There's no knock on your door
You feel like you want to die

But what good would it do
Well I've got news

There'll be another day to love
A smile to wake up to
There'll somebody else's touch
That'll send chills all over you
Take it from an old friend
Who's walk in the same shoes
You'll find somebody new

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Writer(s): BARKER, DILLON