Smith & Jones - Every Year, Around This Time

Every year, around this time
I get real blue
I get to thinking about you
And I wonder where you are
And what it is you're doing

Are you holding a lover in your arms?
Are you rocking a baby to sleep?
Are you still drinking with the boys
On a Saturday night?
And are you happy?

Do you remember when we were lovers
I was living for you and you alone
But happiness is a liar
Love it is a thief
It'll rob you blind before you even know it
It'll rob you blind before you even know it
It is robbing you blind
Before you even know it

And I know
Time is like a wheel
And everything comes and goes
Still living without you, it's all I can do to tell myself
That the pain it won't go on and on and on and on and on
No it won't go on and on and on and on and on
No it won't go on and on and on and on and on
No it won't go on and on and on and on and on

Some days I want to atone for my sins
And I wish I had love to believe in
But if living is learning
The only thing I've learned is loving is hurting
Yeah loving is hurting
Oh loving is hurting
Oh loving is hurting
Oh loving is hurting
Oh loving is hurting
Oh loving is

Every year, around this time
I get real blue
I get to thinking about you

Written by:
Abby Smith

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