Thinking It Over
Don Everly
All of a sudden you make up your mind
Tell me that you love me and have always been mine
But things are changing, dear
I'm not so blind, I'm thinking it over
It's funny how tables turn now
Wouldn't you say
Things are getting sticky, dear
It's who's gonna stay
I bet it feels quite strange
To come back and find I'm thinking it over
The uncertain look I see in your eyes
Has been in mine too long
The feeling you have when you look at the floor
Isn't mine anymore
You look like you need me
I guess I should stay
Pick up the pieces, dear
And put them away
I hope you learned a lesson, dear
It's not too late, I'm thinking it over