(Mark Nesler/Rivers Rutherford)
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Three o'clock in the morning
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When the telephone started ringing
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I had a feelin' it would be you
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I didn't wanna take it but I let my imagination
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Think of some kinda trouble you got into
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And I just had to answer
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And you had to stop crying
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And I, I tried to fight it
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But I thought if I didn't listen to you
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Then I wouldn't be much of a friend
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I let you come over and cry on my shoulder
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The hundredth time over again
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And all those old emotions came raining out of the blue
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Just when I thought I'd stopped lovin' you
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You a got a way of knowin' when
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I'm on the edge of giving in
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And how to use those beautiful eyes
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So if one day you're asking me
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If I ever thought that maybe we
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Oughta give it one more try
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And I just had to answer
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And you, you had to start smiling
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And I thought about lying
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But I thought if I wasn't honest with you
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Then I wouldn't be much of a friend
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I let you come over and cry on my shoulder
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The hundredth time over again
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And all those old emotions came raining out of the blue
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Just when I thought I'd stopped lovin' you
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Oh, I hate you for making me crazy
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So why is it I, I keep on taking you back baby
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But I thought if I didn't listen to you
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Then I wouldn't be much of a friend
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I let you come over and cry on my shoulder
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The hundredth time over again
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And all those old emotions came raining out of the blue
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Just when I thought I'd stopped lovin' you
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Just when I thought I'd stopped lovin' you
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You take two steps down the highway
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But you come running back
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What am I supposed to do
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What am I supposed to do
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What am I supposed to do with that
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Wrap my arms around you
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Just When I Thought I'd Stopped Loving You
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| Reba Mcentire |
