I don't know the meaning of much
I don't know the right expressions
I don't have too much intuition
Or too many credentials
I don't know the meaning of much
I never make the best impressions
And I don't have the means of expression
To explain my obsessions
All I'm trying to tell you
All I'm trying to say
All I'm trying to tell you is this is enough
But you're walking away
I don't have the Midas touch
I never make a good impression
And yes, I have the scars of ambition
And its many expressions
And I don't know the price of stuff
I know I don't command attention
And I don't have sophistication
Or the right connections
All I'm trying to tell you
And all I'm trying to say
All I'm trying to tell you is this is enough
And you're walking away
It's unbelievable, your kind of beauty
Yours are the names in tomorrow's newspapers
Your is the face on the desperate edge of now
And like the snows of yesteryear
I'll be gone from the surface
All I'm trying to tell you
And all I'm trying to say
All I'm trying to tell you is this is enough
But you're walking away
All I'm trying to tell you
And all I'm trying to say
All I'm trying to tell you is this is enough
But you're walking away
Wherever you go
Wherever you run
Wherever you go
Then I'll be the pilot
Then I'll be the pilot
Then I'll be the pilot
Then I'll be the pilot
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