Maybe I didn't love you quite as good as I should.
Maybe I didn't hold you quite as often as I could.
Little things I should have said and done,
I just never took the time.
You were always on my mind.
Maybe I didn't hold you all those lonely, lonely times.
And I guess I never told you, I'm so happy that you're mine.
If I made you feel second best,
I'm sorry, I was blind.
You were always on my mind.
Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn't died.
Give me, give me one more chance to keep you satisfied.