Текст песни Old Habits Die Hard

Old habits die hard old habits like loving you Like spending my days and nights in missing you Hours that were yours echoe like empty rooms Strange faces and your place can't keep away the gloom Old habits die hard now that you're gone Old habits die hard old habits like being true Like counting the hours till I could be with you Things we used to share I now keep alone I waste my nights here by the telephone Old habits die hard now that you're gone [ piano ] Hours that were yours echoe like empty rooms...