Over You

I found a letter you gave me last year
I found the paper crumpled up in the clutter somewhere around here
Well, the pencil's faded now, stained with a few tears
I found a letter you gave me last year

I saw your girl with her short brown hair
Yeah, you were mesmerized by her smile and caught in her stare
And I walked right past you, boy, and told myself I didn't care
'Cause you were with your girl with her short brown hair

And baby, I want to tell you
I'm so sorry I left you
But you look happy, so I should be over you
Yeah, baby, I'm over you

I got in my car and I booked me a show
At a little pub downtown up the road
Yeah, and baby, you heard about it and you sat in the front row
And every song I sang was about you at my show

And baby, I wanted to tell you
So I wrote it in a few songs for you
So now that I cut it out, I should be over you
And now I'm over you

I'm lonely and I'm always blue
Tried out a few other guys, but boy, they just weren't you
Yeah, and everyone thinks something's
Wrong with me and maybe that's true
'Cause I choose to be alone and I choose to be blue

And baby, I want to tell you
Is it too late to tell you?
Baby, the truth is I'm not over you
No, I'll never be over you
No, I'll never be over you
No, I'll never be over you, no
Oh, oh