The Look

The look upon her face.

She was still a girl at 21

But she had her mind made up

That she could never fall the way she fell for me

She used to be my lover

But now shes just an old friend,

A bitter-sweet self concluding end.

The look upon her face when I told her i was leaving in the morning,

It still haunts me, in my dreams

Whoa-oh-oh

The look upon her face, when i told her i was leaving in the morning,

It still haunts me, in my dreams

Whoa-oh-oh

The look upon her face,

She still calls me up despite that fact that she said she's moved on,

She's seeing other guys,

Just to piss me off

I know, She knows, the way to make me sweat,

But openly i'll say.

That i could care less.

The look upon her face when I told her i was leaving in the morning,

It still haunts me, in my dreams

Whoa-oh-oh

The look upon her face, when i told her i was leaving in the morning,

It still haunts me, in my dreams

Whoa-oh-oh

Ohhh

The look upon her faace,

The look upon her faace,

The look upon her faace

Ohhh

The look upon her faaace,

The look upon her faaace,

The look upon her faaace,

The look upon her face

The look upon her faaaaaaaaace

The look upon her face.

It still haunts me,

In my dreeeams