If that's where you are That's where I'll be Holding you is revelation Baby I have seen the other side And there's nothing but lonely So I left for doing only what it takes To bridge the great divide I would ride across the mesa

So what's left to say but we know we'll own this world! Nothing left to say that hasn't been said, We know we'll own this world! Take this shot with me, and let our worlds collide, We'll drink away all the pain that's inside. Running wild, let our minds

But you'll think of me Take your memories I don't need 'em And take your cap and leave my sweater In fact I'll feel a whole lot better 'Cause we have nothing left to weather Take your records, take your freedom Take your space and take your reasons So

I keep reaching out for you Reaching out for you Nothing more to say Nothing left to break Nothing more to give Nothing left to take As you turn away Hoping you might stay As you turn away,

And tell me that I take your breath away So tell me that you love me yeah Maybe if you take one more than I would know for sure There's nothing left to say Tell me that you love me anyway Oh yeah yeah The situation turned around enough to figure out That

On your own tonight You're all alone tonight Wasted it all On yourself tonight You're by yourself tonight Take it all One last thing for ya There ain't nothing left Photographs my picture by my bed

Nothingman... (2x) Nothingman... Isn't it something? Once divided...nothing left to subtract... Some words when spoken...can't be taken back... Walks on his own...with thoughts he can't help thinking... Future's above...but in the past he's slow and

In the wastelands of today When there's nothing left to lose And and there's nothing more to take But you force yourself to choose And your hope turns into fear When tomorrow disappears When the future slips away This is war with no weapons Marchin with

So we wait beside the desert Nothing left to give away Naked as the Hanged Man's secrets Nothing left to do but pray You don't have to play the horses Life's a gamble all the same It don't take much to make you lose sight Of the object of the game Anyone

But you'll think of me Take your memories I don't need 'em And take your cap and leave my sweater In fact I'll feel a whole lot better 'Cause we have nothing left to weather Take your records, take your freedom Take your space and take your reasons So