Habit of My Heart - Erik Moll
All the good times I remember
Happy days right from the start
We had a love so wild and tender
You were the habit of my heart
You wrapped me round your little finger
I never dreamed that we would part
Precious memories still linger
You were the habit of my heart
How could you take me so for granted
Go and treat me cold and cruel
Now I stand here empty handed
On baby how could I fall for such a fool
i sit and watch the dyin embers
All your lies tore us apart
I II never be a good pretender
You re still the habit of my heart
You re still the habit of my heart