COME OVER

I hate the thought of being on my own.

Every day I wonder why,
My mate left me high and dry.
I wonder if I’ll feel love any more.

Now I hear you’re just the same.
And I’m wondering if you’re game,
To see if you could feel love any more.
Come over.

I’m feeling low it’s true,
I’ve never been so blue,
But here’s what you can do
To see me through and be with you,
So do, please do…

Come over, come over, come over.

I need to leave these days behind,
Before I really lose my mind,
I wonder if you feel the same as me.

You can’t be happy on your own,
So go ahead, pick up the phone,
I’m sure we’ll be as happy as can be,

Come over, come over, come over,
COME OVER.