Have you seen her lately my friend Was it her walking our old road again I could see from the smile on her face That now I really should give her space But how could this torture find its end When I am back in tears again I was told to be brave but I am not How could a man, handle more than one shot I was trying to reach her on the phone But all she wanted was to be on her own And how could this torture find its end When I am back in tears again