Every minute seems like an hour
Every hour seems like a day
Maybe you don't realize, my darling
But you broke my heart the day you went away

Here's thing or two to ask the other
Will he love you when your old and gray
Will he hold your hand when old and wrinkled
Like I did the day you went away

Now there will come a time when you'll be sorry
Sorry for the things you do and say
I am not the blame if you must suffer
Like I did the day you went away