At All
You used to care about the words
written in my book
You used to love, to love my song
You used to cry when you could be there to dance, oh to dance along
What did you think, what did you
think would come of us?
What did you think, or did you think at all?
At all, at all…
What did she say that could make
you turn your eyes
What did she say and do you think I was wrong
Did she say you shouldn’t hold back in love, well baby I’ve loved you
all along
What did you see, what did you see
behind her eyes?
What did you see, or could you see at all?
At all? At all…
We had a love, that others just
could not feel
A feel like warm breath on my cold skin, and I
I wonder if I’ll be left to shiver alone, or if we can start start
over again
What did you feel, what did you
feel inside her arms?
What did you feel, or did you feel at all?
What can I do, what can I do to
dry these eyes?
What can I do, or should I do this at all?
At all? At all…