The sense to see and I saw you walk away the sense to feel and I
feel lonely everyday
The sense to hear for I heard you say goodbye

The sense to taste now I can taste the tears that I cry
My senses tell me all that I need to know
It's over but I don't have the sense to let you go

It doesn't make much sense for me to cry for you
And if I had any sense at all I'd realize we're
through

But my senses are reacting much too slow
And it's over but I don't have the sense to let you
go

Yes it's over but I don't have the sense to let you
go