A Thousand Things That Were You

A thousand things that were you
I guess I've lost them all
Things believed like words of a song
A song I can't recall

And what's there?
And what's there?
Nothing left but the tears

Can't count the times I hurt you
The lines that crossed your face
Things believed until they were gone
A song without a trace

And what's there?
Now what's there?
Nothing left but the tears

And why would a fool believe in all we meant to do?
The times we spent so mindlessly
All the nights I held you here with me
And watched you sleep in my arms so quietly

And what's there?
Nothing there?
Nothing left but the tears



Credits
Writer(s): Burt F. Bacharach, Steven Sater
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