Oh, but so far, she hasn't packed a thing at all,
She hasn't made a call, she must be thinkin' it over.
So far, she hasn't done what I thought she would.
So Far, So far so good.
Oh, the nights are the hardest to handle.
So many things in my head.
How much longer can I go on
Just taking a memory to bed.
I'm so afraid there's somebody else,
Lord, I hope I'm wrong, but I cant help feeling
That one of these mornings I'll be waking up alone.
Oh, but so far, so she hasn't packed a thing at all,
She hasn't made a call, she must be thinkin' it over.
So far, she hasn't done what I thought she would.
So Far, So far so good.
So far, so far so good...