Most of the time while I'm here cryin' I think of how nice it would be If we two could be back, dear, again together And forget the troubles that have set us free
I think of doin' things but I'd be sorry I'm tryin' to find somebody new I think of lots of things to ease my sorrow But most of the time I think of you
Most of the time I can't help wondering It may be you're out with someone new You wouldn't, if you knew how much it hurt me When I think that someone else is holdin' you
Most of the time I'm so lonely The rest of the time I'm so blue Part of my time I spend in slumber But most of the time I think of you