Nothing Left To Say

Nothing Left To Say - Richard Marx (理查德.馬克斯)

Locked up tight

But holdin the key

Clock keeps tickin

Like it＇s laughin at me

I wonder

What spell I＇m under

Days go by in a pulseless haze

Who＇s that person

That＇s wearin my face

Denyin

What he＇s hidin

I can＇t go on like this

I won＇t let myself miss

The rest of my life

When something＇s come and gone

What good is holdin on

Why waste tomorrow

Chasin yesterday

I part my lips to speak

But the words are out of reach

I guess that really means

There＇s nothin left to say

I guess we could carry on

Livin asleep

Who is the fool

Who could choose

To just keep pretendin

That this ain＇t endin

I wish you all

That I wish for myself

To have that ache

Of emptiness behind us

And not still inside us

It＇s time to take that dare

There＇s still a world

Out there waitin＇ for me

When something＇s come and gone

What good is holdin＇ on

Why waste tomorrow chasin yesterday

I part my lips to speak

But the words are out of reach

I guess that really means

There＇s nothin＇ left to say

We did the best we could

Just like we thought we should

But sometimes

You＇ve got to just let go

When something＇s come and gone

What good is holdin on

Why waste tomorrow chasin yesterday

I part my lips to speak

But the words are out of reach

I guess that really means

There＇s nothin left to say

There＇s nothin left to say

Nothin＇ left to say

There＇s nothin left to say