I couldn’t help it I suppose
And now what’s done is done
I couldn’t read the warning signs
That flashed before my eyes
Now I’m struggling to remember
What I said that made you mad
But it’s buried in my mind somewhere
Now I can not take it back

Is there a way to get over this?
Is there a way to make it right?
Or do we have to get used to this?
I’ve cried so many nights

I call you on the telephone
To make sure that you’re alright
I call you though I know it’s wrong
Hope you’ll ease my mind
I call you when I’m feeling down
I call you when I’m glad
I call you ’til all words are said
Now love is all we have

Is there a way to get over this?
Is there a way to make it right?
Or do we have to get used to this?
I’ve cried so many nights