And I'm gonna laugh like it's going out of style
Look into her eyes and pray that she don't see
That learning to live again is killing me

Little cafe, table for four
But there's just conversation for three
And I like the way she let me get the door
And I wonder what she thinks of me

Debbie just whispered, "You're doin' fine"
And I wished that I felt the same
She's asked me to dance, now her hand's in mine
Oh, my God, I've forgotten her name

But I'm gonna smile my best smile
And I'm gonna laugh like it's going out of style
Look into her eyes and pray that she don't see
This learning to live again is killing me

Now here we are beneath her porch light
And I say, "What a great time it's been"
A kiss on the cheek, a whisper goodnight
And I say, "Can I see you again?"

And she just smiles her best smile
And she laughs like it's going out of style
Looks into my eyes and says, "We'll see"
Oh, this learning to live again is killing me
God, this learning to live again is killing me