Better Left Forgotten

Sometimes when the night calls it a day And I wake up down in this missing you kind of way And I remember things better left forgotten And sometimes when I'm holding someone new I can't help myself I slip off and think of you And I remember things better left forgotten Why oh why won't my mind let go of a love that used to be And though I try in my heart I know your memory will never set me free And sometimes right out of the blue I hear a voice and I turn and look for you And I remember things better left forgotten [ guitar ] Why oh why won't my mind let go... Sometimes when the nights calls it a day And I wake up down in this missing you kind of way I remember