Text: Elvis Presley. Elvis By the Presleys. It's Over.

If time were not a moving thing, I could make it stay
This hour of love we share would always be
There'd be no coming day to shine a morning light
And make us realize our night is over

When you walk away from me there is no place to put my hand
Except to shade my eyes against the sun that rises over the land
I watch you walk away come how I have to let you go
Now it's over

If you knew just how I really feel you might return and yet
There are so many times that people have to love and then forget
Oh there might have been a way somehow
I have to force myself to say, it's over

So I turn my back, turn my collar to the wind
Move along in silence tying not to think at all
I set my feet before me walk the silent street before me
Now it's over

If time were not a moving thing and I could make you stay
This hour of love we share would always be
There'd be no coming day to shine a morning light
And make us realize our night is over

It's over, oh