Round About Way - George Strait

As far as all my friends can tell

I took her leavin’well — that’s kinda right,

'Cause when I’m out with them,

I don’t let her memory rule the night.

For the most part I’m okay,

But I still miss her in a round about way.

Around about the time that midnight rolls around.

That’s around about the time my tears start falling down.

'Cause she’s not around,

I come unwound and my heart breaks.

Yeah, I still miss her in a round about way.

I no longer sit alone for hours by the phone,

Wishin’she would call.

And just the other day

I took her smilin’face down off my wall.

I’ve come a long long way,

But I still miss her in a round about way.

Around about the time that midnight rolls around.

That’s around about the time my tears start falling down.

'Cause she’s not around,

I come unwound and my heart breaks.

Yeah, I still miss her in a round about way.

Yeah, I still miss her in a round about way.