YOU GOTTA CHANGE
©Littlewood, Simpson


It’s a cold, cold night
And I sleep alone                         
Said you would be calling me
But no one’s phoned                   
You gotta change, you gotta change your ways

Seems I’m always here
Waiting like a fool
You promised me everything
But you don’t come through

I said you gotta change, you gotta change your ways        

Every time the knife cuts deeper
Deep into this aching heart
Heal the wounds and make them better  
Don’t tear us apart

In the darkest hour
I call out to you
Your soft voice then answers me
Babe, we’ll make it through

But you gotta change, you gotta change your ways
You gotta change, before it’s too late

Every day the end gets nearer  
Tell me you can make it right
You always said it would be forever
But we’re slowly running out of time


Seems I’m always here
I’m the one who waits
You promised me everything
But those words are fake