Baby, is he looking after you?
Is he showing you the same love, the warm love, just like we knew?
Baby, baby, it's you I'm thinking of
In the morning when I wake up
In the evening, it's you that I dream of

Sometimes love hurts and sometimes love's unkind
And sometimes you might feel blue
But remember now, darling
If his words are real, this will never
Never happen to you

Baby, baby, there's things I'd like to say
I was hoping that with our love
We would get married someday

Baby, baby, it's you I'm thinking of
In the morning when I wake up
In the evening, it's you that I dream of

Sometimes love hurts and sometimes love's unkind
And sometimes you might feel blue
But remember now, baby
If his words are real, this will never
Never happen to you

Baby, baby, there's things I'd like to say (things I'd like to say)
I was hoping that with our love
We would get married someday

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Writer(s): Leslie Kummel, Ronald Rice