You've nothing better than a cliche,   For your point of view.   You never know the reasons,   You just play the rules.   No communication,   No, I've been there too, ... hmmm   We don't talk, and you say:   "something's changed"   But I guess that much is true.   Then you turn around and say:   "what have I got to loose   I will give you everything but the blues."      We're going through the motions, automatically.   I don't feel the emotions, I meant to feel.   Now your pride is talking,   Cause everything's been said, ... hmmm   But you look hurtlike and so confused',   That I end up crying instead. ... no      Then you turn around and say:   "what have I got to loose?    Cause I will give you everything but the blues."      You know that in my dreams, you are the only one , ? ? ? ? ? ?    That I run to open arms.   The tears I cry are happiness,   Cause I know we are as one.      Then you turn around and say:   "what have I got to loose?    I will give you everything but the blues."      I will give you everything   I will give you everything   I will give you everything   ... but the blues