|Other people have a love to call their own,
Someone who is all their own,
Like a love should be.
And other people never cry the whole night through
On account of needing you
More than you need me.
And the times I've needed you since we said goodbye;
Cause everyday that you're away all I do is cry.
Other people find a lover true to them,
Never let love do to them
What it did to me.
I look around and see,
And wish that I could be
Like other people instead of me.
Instead of me.