You sigh and say goodbye
And turn while I scratch out my eyes
What have I done this time
Nevermind last year
Never wanted to be
All of the things I'm sure are me
Finally, I can see
You're too good for this
And I know I'm too late
'Cause there's already nothing left to say
There's really nothing left to say
There's nothing left to say
Oh, if you only knew
How often I thought of you
And how you would feel
You would smile for sure
So you can't be mad
When you don't get your sweater back
'Cause it's the only part of you
That I can hold
And I know I'm too late
'Cause there's already nothing left to say
There's really nothing left to say
There's nothing left to say
And I know I'm too late (oooh)
'Cause there's nothing left to say
And at the end of today, it's far too late
But I really never ever wanted it to come to this
'Cause the final chapter, I never realized
That it truly was the end
Oooh, all I was trying to do
Was to have and not hurt you
Couldn't bear to lose
My best friend again
And as you walk away
Please believe me when I say
That it meant everything
To me too
And I know I'm too late
'Cause there's already nothing left to say
There's really nothing left to say
There's nothing left to say
There's nothing left to say
Artist: B.b. King
Artist: Pat Travers