All you've got's apologies, and "take me back" phone calls from me   All you do is bawl and weep, each night as you fall asleep   All I've got's sealed envelopes, and all we've got are empty hopes   All we ride's this endless track, and all I had I can't get back   Not for lack of trying, though we feel like we are dying slowly   Day by week and month by year we think we hear each other clearly   Through those wires and dial tones we somehow feel like we're less lonely   We're not and we'll stay that way until these notes they fade away and   All I've got is these seven notes, They could get to you if you'd let them   All I've got's these letters I wrote, I singed and sealed them but never sent them   I've got three words stuck in my throat, I said them once, I'm not sure I meant them   All I've got's some songs and some quotes, About those years and how we had spent them   No more half apologies; let's make that our policy   No more walls or laying bricks, I'm coming out and saying it   These words I used to hide with veils, move like trains and ride the rails   To your door on sleepless tracks, I'll scream it out, I need you back   It seems that I am cursed this time, all I've got's these worthless lines   And rhymes at times like this seem empty, all they've done is up and sent me   Down and out and back and forth, pass the torch my skin's been scorched   By age's rays, we'll stay this way, until these notes, they fade away and   All I've got is these seven notes, They could get to you if you'd let them   All I've got's these letters I wrote, I singed and sealed them but never sent them   I've got three words stuck in my throat, I said them once, I'm not sure I meant them   All I've got's some songs and some quotes, About those years and how we had spent them   All we've got's regret and loss; all we're doing is getting lost   All it was is all it was, I don't know why we'd call it love   All I need's an aeroplane, to carry me right there again   All we had's a painted past, and just like us it's fading fast   Not for lack of trying, though we feel like we are dying slowly   Day by week and month by year we think we hear each other clearly   Through those wires and dial tones we somehow feel like we're less lonely   We're not and we'll stay that way until these notes they fade away and   All I've got is these seven notes, They could get to you if you'd let them   All I've got's these letters I wrote, I singed and sealed them but never sent them   I've got three words stuck in my throat, I said them once, I'm not sure I meant them   All I've got's some songs and some quotes, About those years and how we had spent them