I Can't Believe (Berry Chuck)

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