you hold me here in your arms

and say you love me.

In between the heartaches

the way you kiss I can tell

you're thinking of me.

I know you love me.

And I that makes up

for all of the heartaches

and the sadness

and the tears.

Everyone keeps asking me

Why I stay with you

the way you hurt me.

They can see

how many times

I'm alone and blue

when you desert me.

You and come and go

without a letter.

And they all say

that I should get up and go.

They don't know.

They don't know that . . .

In between the heartaches

you hold me here in your arms

and say you love me.

In between the heartaches

the way you kiss I can tell

you thinking of me.

I know you love me.

And that makes up

for all the heartaches

and the sadness

and the tears.

They don't ever see us

In between the heartaches.