written by Julia Fordham
The news just filtered through
There`s a new girl hanging out with you
I`d kill the messenger
But she`s my friend and I love her
And I know she tells me this for my own good
`Cause she knows I`ve not moved on
like a wise girl should
Now she`s lying in my place
With the right to kiss my favourite face
Now she`s curled up in my chair
Your fingers in her hair
It`s more than I can bear
I do the best I can
To go along with God`s good plan
He thinks it`s obvious
There`s no hope for the two of us
So I know he`s doing this for my own good
`Cause she knows I`ve not moved on
like a wise girl should
Now she`s lying in my place
With the right to kiss my favourite face
Now she`s curled up in my chair
Your fingers in her hair
It`s more than I can bear
Some may say life is for living
But this takes some forgiving
And I will try to
Now she`s lying in my place
With the right to kiss my favourite face
Now she`s curled up in my chair
Your fingers in her hair
It`s more than I can bear
It`s more than I can bear