It’s hard to I can take the rain of on the roof of this emp ty house,

that don’t both er me.

It’s I can take a few tears now and then and just let ’em out.

a lone.

I’m not a fraid to cry, ev ’ry once in a while, e ven though go in’ on with you gone still up sets me.

There are days ev ’ry now and a gain I pre tend I’m O.

K., but that’s had not what gets me.

What hurts the most

was be in’ so close

and hav in’ so much to say

and watch in’ you walk a way.

And nev er know in’

what could have been

and not see in’ that lov in’ you

is what I was try’n’

to do.

It’s hard to deal can with the pain of los in’ you ev ’ry where I go,

but I’m do in’ it.

It’s hard to force a that smile when I see our old friends and I’m a lone.

Still hard er get tin’ up, get tin’ dressed, liv in’ with this re gret, but I know if I could do it o ver, I would trade, give a way all the words that I saved in my heart that I had nev er spo ken.

What hurts the most

was be in’ so close

and hav in’ so much to say

and watch in’ you walk a way.

And nev er know in’

what could have been

and not see in’ that lov in’ you

is what I was try’n’

to do.

I was try’n’

to do,

oh.

I was try’n’

to do.

Not see in’ that lov in’ you,

that’s what I was try’n’

to do.