I think Im is a world of trouble Talk about a worried man I've seen enough women falling out of love To know Ive got one on my hands There must be something going on That I dont know about I got a feeling 'fore the weekends over Shell be moving out Oh, but so far so she hasnt packed a thing at all She hasnt made a call, she must be thinking it over So far so good she hasnt done what I thought she would So far so good Oh, the nights are the hardest to handle
So many things in my head How much longer can I go on Just taking a memory to bed Im so afraid theres somebody else Lord, I hope Im wrong But I can't help feeling that one of these mornings Ill be waking up alone Oh, but so far so she hasnt packed a thing at all She hasnt made a call, she must be thinking it over So far so good she hasnt done what I thought she would So far so good, so far, so far so good