There's no need to argue anymore I'd lose you You'll always be special to me Special to me, to me I gave all I could, but it left me so sore And the thing that makes me mad Is the one thing that I had I knew, I knew And I remember all the things we once

I'm not loving you, the way I wanted to So keep ya love lockdown, ya love lockdown Keeping ya love lockdown, ya love lockdown Now keep ya love lockdown, ya love lockdown Now keep ya love lockdown, you lose What I had to do, had to run from you I'm in

You don't know what love is. You don't know what love is 'Til you've learned the meaning of the blues Until you've loved a love you've had to lose, You don't know what love is. You don't know how lips hurt Until you've kissed and had to pay the cost,

With her every little move she's telling me I'm over you She's got the rhythm and I got the blues And she's got the rhythm and I got the blues And she's showing me how much I had to lose This old bar stools feeling higher As a started sinking lower The

But in the end It doesn't even matter I tried so hard And got so far I had to fall To lose it all It doesn't even matter how hard you try The journey is more important than the end or the start And what it meant to me will eventually be

Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen

I would, my friend, Fernando If I had to do the same again There was something in the air that night The stars were bright, Fernando They were shining there for you and me For liberty, Fernando Though we never thought that we could lose There's no regret

I was goin' through the closet Back in my old home Found my letterman's jacket, so I slipped it on Deep in the pocket, still folded up tight Was the letter you wrote to tell me goodbye The minute I saw it I just had to smile It smelled like old leather,

Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady Pretty eyed, pirate smile She was the seamstress for the band She'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must

If I were a boy I think I could understand How it feels to love a girl I swear I'd be a better man I'd listen to her 'Cause I know how it hurts When you lose the one you wanted 'Cause he's taken you for granted And everything you had got destroyed