I made a list of what I miss
The day she told me it was over
I miss the rush, her kiss, her touch
The autumn spell of that October
But I won't miss the heartache
Of never knowing where I stand
The Constant wait of wondering who I am
Easy come, easy go
She is not the one I wanted
Does it hurt? -- No, Not much
Only when I breathe
Playing back the moment's rush
The soundtrack of the two of us
Someday I might make myself believe
She's nothing to me
I turn my pillow upside down
Another long and sleepless journey
The lullaby of highway sounds
Does nothing to soothe my yearning
When we reach another town
I will search for new romance
I've given up the ghost of One more chance
Easy come, easy go
She is not the one I wanted
Does it hurt? -- No, Not much
Only when I breathe
Playing back the moment's rush
The soundtrack of the two of us
Someday I might make myself believe
She's nothing to me
Somewhere in time
I know there's someone I must find
Someone longing to be mine
Who waits for only me
It never helps - this art of lying to myself
I'd give the world to be - Back in her destiny
Easy come, easy go
She is not the one I wanted
Does it hurt? -- No, Not much
Only when I breathe
Playing back the moment's rush
The soundtrack of the two of us
Someday I might make myself believe
Someday heart and mind will comfort me
She's nothing to me
She's nothing to me, Oh no
And I'm lying to myself
She's nothing to me
