It’s Over
It’s over it’s over
Two such simple words
Only wish that they were true
The truth is I must always live with you
Walking out my door
And taking all your things
Doesn’t take you out of me
You’ll always be there like an injury
A nagging injury that just won’t go
It’s said that one still feels
A limb long since removed
I think they call that phantom pain
In such a way your ghost will still remain
A dull ache that flares up
When the weather’s cold
Makes a man feel old and ill
Thoughts of you are like that winter chill
It seeps into my bones and to my soul
It’s over it’s over
Two such simple words
Only wish that they were true
The truth is I must always live with you
The truth is I must always live with you
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Music and lyrics: Toby Roberts. Instrumentation: The Telltales. Recording: Steve Shipley, Lemon Studios, 2002. Produced by The Telltales and Steve Shipley. Mastering: William Bowden. All recordings ©2004 Will Belford, Peter Gifford, Mark Roberts, Toby Roberts (The Telltales). All compositions (lyrics & music) ©2000-2004 Toby Roberts. Photo: Dean Dampney.