The poets say that all who love are blind
But I'm in love, and I know what time it is
The good book says, "Go seek and ye shall find"
Well, I have sought, and my, what a climb it is
My life is like the weather, it changes with the hours
When he's near, I'm fair and warmer
When he's gone, I'm cloudy with showers
In emotion, like the ocean, it's either sink or swim
When a woman loves a man like I love him
Nev - er treats me sweet and gentle the way he should
I got it bad and that ain't good
My poor heart is sentimental, not made of wood
I got it bad and that ain't good
But when the weekend's over and Monday rolls around
I end up like I start out, just cryin' my heart out
He don't love me like I love him; nobody could
I've got it bad and that ain't good
I got it bad and that ain't good
