Lyrics

A thousand things that were you I guess I've lost them all Things believed like words of a song A song I can't recall And what's there? And what's there? Nothing left but the tears Can't count the times I hurt you The lines that crossed your face Things believed until they were gone A song without a trace And what's there? Now what's there? Nothing left but the tears And why would a fool believe in all we meant to do? The times we spent so mindlessly All the nights I held you here with me And watched you sleep in my arms so quietly And what's there? Nothing there? Nothing left but the tears
Writer(s): Burt F. Bacharach, Steven Sater Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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