Lyrics

We go through the motions Pretending we're there You hold me sadly And sigh like you care Then we both start to drift Is there so little left? My god - What are we going though When I'm ready to be done with you Whats there? And what's there It's not like I'm saying There's a thousand things wrong Not like I'm so eager To be out there alone! But I can't tell you Why we should keep up the lie When there's nothing that I know left to do And I'm ready to be done with you A thousand things that were you I guess I've lost them all Whats there? And what's there And I'd love to tell you I'd stick around forever That things could be the way That they should be A thousand things But how can I tell you We'll always be together When there's so little left here of me? I sort through the memories All I do any more All the wounds, all the feelings Still left from the war Find a look from that time Love that got left behind Oh - maybe that's the man I knew And I'm ready to be done with you And I'd love to tell you I'd stick around forever That things could be the way that they should be A thousand things But how can I tell you We'll always be together When there's so little left here of me? Without a trace I sort through the memories All I do any more All the wounds All the feelings Still left from the war A thousand things And I can't tell you Why we should keep up the lie My God - What are we going through When I'm ready to be done Yes I'm ready To be done So ready to be done with you A thousand things that were you To be done with you
Writer(s): Burt Bacharach, Steven Sater Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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