Leaving Nothing
I gave you the flirtations, him the daysI gave you the smile, him the forgivenessI gave you the yearning, him the timeI gave you the tears, him the responsibilityI gave you the photos, him the calendarI gave you the colors, him the sceneryI gave you the distance, him the silenceI gave you the fireworks, him the holidaysI gave you the movie ticket, I gave him the seatI gave you the candlelight, him the dinnerI picked the song for you, handed him the microphonegave you the sound, gave him the imageI gave you the plot, him the endingI gave you the glass slipper, him the midnight
I gave you my heart, him my bodyI'd rather leave nothing behindI'll never have anything to care about againif I still have any grief, let the wind scatter itif I still have any joy
I gave you my heart, him my bodyI'd rather leave nothing behindI'll never have anything to care about againif I still have any grief, let the wind scatter itif I still have any joyif I still have any grief, let the wind scatter itif I still have any joywell, maybe