senses

the sense to see and i saw you walk away

the sense to feel i feel lonely everyday

the sense to hear for i heard you say goodbye

the sense to taste now i taste the tears i cry

my senses

tell me all i need to know

it's over but i don't have the sense to let you go

it doesn't make much sense for me to cry for you

if i had any sense at all i'd realize we're through

my senses are reacting much too slow

it's over and i don't have the sense to let you go

oh yes

it's over but i don't have the sense to let you go