Writer Bill Owens
Copyright 1967

I'm running out of love and I'm running out of passion
You seem to get worse every day
I'm running out of love and I long for restitution
Someday you wake up and I'll be far away
How long did you think you could keep on doin' me wrong
How long did you think I'd stay quiet and take it
The love I had for you is almost gone
I ain't gonna let you take my heart and break it
I'm running out of love...
You come and gone just anytime you want to
And you never bother to tell me where you're goin'
Now I wonder if there's anything you don't do
Someday you pay for the wild seeds you sowin'
I'm running out of love...