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