First of July - Foy Vance

I opened up your letter, you told me you don’t love me

Don’t you think it better you tell me to my face?

Was I wrong to think about the heaven that you brought me?

Was I wrong to see you as the apple of my eye?

I don’t feel particularly good

Don’t worry about me, I’ll get by

That was the last day of June

This is the first of July

You don’t have to pity me, it’s something i don’t need

The signs were clearly written I just didn’t pay heed

Was I wrong to let you go without another fight?

Was I wrong to think I won’t be missing you tonight?

I don’t feel particularly good

But don’t you worry about me, I’ll get by

That was the last day of June

This is the first of July

They say that time has got a funny way of healing

Right now that’s the only consolation I can find

You might find another guy and break his heart tomorrow

And I might find the peace of mind that gets me through the day

I don’t feel particularly good

But don’t you worry about me, I’ll get by

That was the last day of June

And this is the first of July

This is the first of July

This is the first of July