Thinking It Over - Don Everly

All of a sudden you make up your mind

Tell me that you love me and have always been mine

But things are changing, dear

I’m not so blind, I’m thinking it over

It’s funny how tables turn now

Wouldn’t you say

Things are getting sticky, dear

It’s who’s gonna stay

I bet it feels quite strange

To come back and find I’m thinking it over

The uncertain look I see in your eyes

Has been in mine too long

The feeling you have when you look at the floor

Isn’t mine anymore

You look like you need me

I guess I should stay

Pick up the pieces, dear

And put them away

I hope you learned a lesson, dear

It’s not too late, I’m thinking it over