
He’s out of my life
He’s out of my life
And I don’t know whether to laugh or cry
I don’t know whether to live or die
And it cuts like a knife
He’s out of my life
It’s out of my hands
It’s out of my hands
To think for two years he was here
And I took him for granted I was so cavalier
Now the way that it stands
He’s out of my hands
Bridge:
So I’ve learned that love’s not possession
And I’ve learned that love won’t wait
Now I’ve learned that love needs expression
And I learned too late
He’s out of my life
He’s out of my life
Damned indecision and cursed pride
Kept my love for him locked deep inside
And it cuts like a knife
He’s out of my life
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