Interpret:

Richard Marx

Album:

My Own Best Enemy

This is what I should have said 
If I'd've been a man about it 
You might be in my arms by now 
Nothing ventured, nothing gained 
As I contemplate the losing 
The silence is up way too loud 


I can't sleep anymore 
The words I never said keep turning over 
I can't dream like before 
And all I seem to be getting is colder 


Just like the t-shirt that you wore 
You were divine and full of madness 
Not really like anyone 
In words too beautiful for words 
I constructed a soliloquy 
That never seemed to reach my tongue 
Yeah the air never even filled my lungs 


I can't sleep anymore 
The words I never said keep turning over 
I can't dream like before 
And all I seem to be getting is colder 


All I can think of is 
My name on your lips 




I can't sleep anymore 
The words I never said keep turning over 
I can't dream like before 
And all I seem to be getting is 
All I seem to be getting is colder
Colder