Woorden: Conway Twitty. Southern Comfort. When Love Was Something Else.

While she stands there starin? in a mirror
He lays there, sleepin? through it all
She cries deep inside where he can?t hear her
And turns to hide the tears when they fall

The years have only come between them
Memories fill the empty time that?s left
But it only hurts her more to remember
When love was something else

She combs her hair then quietly fluffs her pillow
As she lays down, she turns off the light
She collects her thoughts and listens to the silence
While she lays awake alone again tonight

And the years have only come between them
Memories fill the empty time that?s left
But it only hurts her more to remember
When love was something else
When their love was something else