Every time the phone rings I wonder if it\'s you
I\'ve about worn out those records we used to listen to
And I curse the day I ever let you in
\'Cause now you\'re gone and here I go
Here I go again

Well, I think about us dancin\' to that downtown country band
And the crooked smile you gave me when you held out your hand
And I curse the day I ever let you in
\'Cause now you\'re gone and here I go
Here I go again

Sure it\'s for the best
And someday I\'ll laugh the whole thing off but
I\'m not quite there yet

And I try to hang on to
The memory of your touch
And I tell myself I\'m crazy for
Missing you this much

And I curse the day I ever let you in
\'Cause now you\'re gone and here I go
Here I go again

Here I go again
Oh, here I go again