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As I touch the place you may
As well have never been
Love can hurt much more than one can bare
When a heart beats for someone
Who's not there
How many times
Must I tell myself that you're gone
When will the rest of me wake up
And see what went wrong
So wrong
And turn on the light,
To pick up the phone
And just call
And lay pride aside
If I had any sense left at all
Voices call that only I can hear
Who would have thought
Love was something I would fear
Almost hold, almost smell, almost taste
On my mind, in my heart, on my face
How many times
Must I tell myself that you're gone
And when will the rest of me wake up
And see what went wrong
So wrong
And turn on the light,
To pick up the phone
And just call
And lay pride aside
If I had any sense left at all
Oh, just lay pride aside
If I had any sense left at all
Always & Forever Luvs
If I Has Any Sense Left At All
by
Reba McEntire
