I don`t mind this empty room, and I like it when I`m alone,
I`m trying not to think about you, I`m not waiting by the telephone,
I`m watching a late-night movie, where the lovers say goodbye,
And it`s really getting to me, and tears are in my eyes,
But I`m not crying, I`m not crying,
I`m not crying over you, I`m over you;
I go out with all of my friends, and I`m hardly ever at home,
You know things just couldn`t be better,
I have read it in my horoscope,
I might take a walk past your house, for a trip down memory lane,
You may see me at your window, standing in the pouring rain,
But I`m not crying, I`m not crying,
I`m not crying over you, no I`m not crying,
I`m not crying, I`m not crying, I`m not crying over you,
I`m over you;
No I`m not crying, I`m not crying,
I`m not crying over you, I`m over you,
I`m over you.