When I go for a walk And meet old friends we knew We sit around and talk Then they ask about you What’s the good if I say That you and I are through I should tell them you’re okay When they ask about you
They wonder where we’ve been And why we fail to call And I take it on the chin Until the teardrops fall They They They Don’t mean to be smart But if they only knew They’re stepping on my heart When they ask about you They’re stepping on my heart When they ask about you