When we're on our own Do you telephone your mother to let her know Just where you are? And I always get the blame and it's such a shame That I still carry the scars All the things we used to do All the things we used to do Why do we do all these things All the silly things lovers do Nothing I could give That I haven't given you so much So many times And I never write to you When I'm away I should find the time Forgive me Don't hurt me Don't hate me I should know better than this And why do we do all these things All the silly things lovers do The silly things lovers do The silly things lovers do