Here comes that same old fool   You've seen a million times   He's still playing it cool   But you can read between those lines      She's gone, not forgotten   And he ain't expecting a call   Don't be sad that it's over   Just be glad it happened at all      There's too much time to kill   Too much time to think   There's too much space to fill   And too much time to drink      She's gone, not forgotten   And he ain't expecting a call   Don't be sad that it's over   Just be glad it happened at all      You got your own little storm cloud up over your head   And your thinking that you'd probably be better off dead   Your heart broke but you know love's never a safe place to fall      She's gone, not forgotten   And he ain't expecting a call   Don't be sad that it's over   Just be glad it happened at all