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© Wayland Holyfield / Bob McDill Universal Polygram International Publishing Inc. She packed up her suitcase and walked to the door She said she won't come like she's done before I bet she's in Dallas before it gets dark I know she's thinking she's breaking my heart She knows I love her so she thinks I'll crawl But she never knew me, she never knew me, she never knew me at all She knows I love her, I know I need her God knows to please her, I've tried and I've tried By now if I know her, she's changed her mind She'll pull off the highway, and have a good cry And then like a lost child, she'll want to come home She'll think I'm waiting, there by the phone She'll stop in some cafe, and give me a call But she never knew me, she never knew me, she never knew me at all From Letras Mania