I Can't Believe - Chuck Berry

I can’t believe, I can’t believe

That you are gone and we are through

Oh, but I miss those happy hours

Cuddle all alone with you

Snuggled tightly in your arms, darling

And doing things that lovers do

Oh, if I only knew where to write you

Or where to call you on the phone

To let you know how much I need you

And miss your love since you been gone

I want to tell you you were right, doll

And I see now that I was wrong

I want you back, won’t somebody help me

I need your love, honest I do

To relive those happy hours

I used to spend alone with you

Snuggled tightly in your arms, darling

And doing things that lovers do