Nothing More To Leaving

There might be more to life than Daddy told you.

Nobody ever really knows the score.

And though there's more to loving than to hold you,

There's nothing more to leaving than the door.

There might be more to caring than to stay here,

But if there is, I really can't see why.

And though the meaning's more than what I say here

There's nothing more to leaving than goodbye.

So, call it what you like, my love,

It's only what you feel.

Nobody else can tell you

If my loving is for real.

There might be more to tell than what I'm saying.

Love is just a simple state of mind.

Don't ask about the game you think I'm playing.

The answer is a lonely thing to find.

So, call it what you like, my love,

It's only what you feel.

Nobody else can tell you

If my loving is for real.

There might be more than jail to being prisoned.

There might be more to reap than what we sowed.

And though we'd learn so much if we just listened.

There's nothing more to leaving than the road.

So, call it what you like, my love,

It's only what you feel.

Nobody else can tell you

If my loving is for real.