| Song | Changes |
| Artist | Olivia Newton-John |
| Album | If You Love Me, Let Me Know |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:Olivia Newton-John | |
| Arranger:John Farrar/Alan Hawkshaw/Nick Ingman | |
| We said a million times we'd change | |
| Can't bring myself to say those words again | |
| A piper never changes tune | |
| You can't grow apples on the moon | |
| The hurtful things we say still penetrate | |
| And whispered sorrys always come too late | |
| Then the damage has been done | |
| What are we going to tell our son? | |
| I want to spare his broken heart | |
| Break it gently that we'll live apart | |
| Don't know the proper words to say | |
| He won't be seeing daddy every day | |
| Those weekly outings never work, you know | |
| Buying gifts and candy, picture shows | |
| They can't replace the man around | |
| Your voice, your touch, your manly sound | |
| I guess the trouble is I love you still | |
| And if it comes to that, I always will | |
| No, please don't cry, it's just too late | |
| Now hurry on, she's waiting at the gate |
| Written: Olivia NewtonJohn | |
| Arranger: John Farrar Alan Hawkshaw Nick Ingman | |
| We said a million times we' d change | |
| Can' t bring myself to say those words again | |
| A piper never changes tune | |
| You can' t grow apples on the moon | |
| The hurtful things we say still penetrate | |
| And whispered sorrys always come too late | |
| Then the damage has been done | |
| What are we going to tell our son? | |
| I want to spare his broken heart | |
| Break it gently that we' ll live apart | |
| Don' t know the proper words to say | |
| He won' t be seeing daddy every day | |
| Those weekly outings never work, you know | |
| Buying gifts and candy, picture shows | |
| They can' t replace the man around | |
| Your voice, your touch, your manly sound | |
| I guess the trouble is I love you still | |
| And if it comes to that, I always will | |
| No, please don' t cry, it' s just too late | |
| Now hurry on, she' s waiting at the gate |
| Written: Olivia NewtonJohn | |
| Arranger: John Farrar Alan Hawkshaw Nick Ingman | |
| We said a million times we' d change | |
| Can' t bring myself to say those words again | |
| A piper never changes tune | |
| You can' t grow apples on the moon | |
| The hurtful things we say still penetrate | |
| And whispered sorrys always come too late | |
| Then the damage has been done | |
| What are we going to tell our son? | |
| I want to spare his broken heart | |
| Break it gently that we' ll live apart | |
| Don' t know the proper words to say | |
| He won' t be seeing daddy every day | |
| Those weekly outings never work, you know | |
| Buying gifts and candy, picture shows | |
| They can' t replace the man around | |
| Your voice, your touch, your manly sound | |
| I guess the trouble is I love you still | |
| And if it comes to that, I always will | |
| No, please don' t cry, it' s just too late | |
| Now hurry on, she' s waiting at the gate |