I think you're already gone.
I think you've already left.
I don't think you're heart's still with me,
Though your body's still here.
'Cause whatever I say,
Whatever I ask,
Whatever I do,
I'm not getting through.
And it makes me sad,
Makes me wanna cry,
Makes me wanna scream out that I'm still here with you.
I'm not yet the ghost that haunts your memory,
All your yesterdays that has now turned sour and in colour of blue,
Something you wanna turn your head away from,
Never to linger upon.
It's so unfair you do this to me,
So cruel of you not to give me another chance.
If I could go back and redo the mistakes I've made,
Then I'll do it, do it so I can do you right.
But whatever I say,
Whatever I ask,
Whatever I do,
I'm not getting through.
I now know I'm at the point of no return,
And that I'm losing you,
I'm going to lose you for good.