Takes me back to the first time
The way I treated you, it was a crime
Soaking in the summer rain
Takes me back to the first time
How could I cause you so much pain?
The way I treated you, it was a crime
Was a crime, was a crime,
Folding wraps on the darkened floor
Takes me back to the first time
Shivers running down my soul
The way I treated you, it was a crime
Your voice on the telephone
Just calling me all the time
Stepping out on the street in
Takes me back to the first time
Shivers running down my soul
The way I treated you, it was a crime
Your voice on the telephone
Is calling me all the time
Sing, yeah, yeah, now you're gone
I could barely see, yeah,
You fill my past, my future,
Every little thing reminds me
How much I love, love you,
Stepping out on the street to go
Take me back to the first time
Shivers running down my soul
But I can't be good for the crowd
Your voice on the telephone
Is calling me all the time