Writer(s): getzov/frankYou don’t laugh anymore, when we’re aloneYou don’t talk quite as long, when we’re on the phoneYou say that you, still love me soBut I can read between the linesYou don’t hear half the things, that I say to youYou don’t hold me as close, as you used to doYou say that you, won’t let me goBut I can read between the linesYour love for me is overIt isn’t hard to tellIn every single thing you doYou say it all too wellAnd the glow in your eyes, is there no moreWhen you speak of the plans, that you have in storeIt’s time my dear, that I let you knowThat I can read between the lines