Woorden: Lyle Lovett. I've Had Enough.

I've had enough of words and games
I don't think I know you I can't forget your name
Your eyes are clear the way is strange
The light's in the hallway if you forget your way

You see you were here to be only
What you wanted anyway
And you were sad to be sorry
But you were sorry everyday
And you were here to be loved
But love's trickled away from your eyes

I tell myself, I'm least of all to blame
For these words of my choosing
And my rules that make the game
But my eyes are clear
I can see the way is strange
Through the dark of the hallway
That echoes back your name

You see I was here to be only
What I wanted anyway
And I was sad to be sorry
I was sorry everyday
And I was here to be loved
But love's trickled away from my eyes, from my eyes