These lyin' lips said, they'd forget Those same lovin' arms that I miss This foolish heart that let me part From those sweet, tender lips, I long to kiss I hear the ticking of the clock, as it begged me then to stop Each picture on the wall seemed to cry And that old rusty gate, I can hear it beg me, wait While the curtain in the window waves goodbye Turn around In memory, I still can see Two arms, that once held me tight Oh, how I miss a tender kiss From those lovin' lips that I kissed goodbye I hear the ticking of the clock, as it begged me then to stop Each picture on the wall seemed to cry And that old rusty gate, I can hear it beg me, wait While the curtain in the window waves goodbye While the curtain in the window waves goodbye