I've been travelling hard tho' there didn't seem much
to move me,
And my senses were numbed as the scenery passed right
thru' me,
Down a telephone line it was easy enough to lose me,
But with you on my side, it was easy to ride
The storm and the tide, as they bruised me.
How many ways are there left to say I love you.
I kept telling myself my wounds were on the mend.
But my confidence slides when I can't tell who's a
friend.
There were nights when I cried and I could not see the
end.
But something within, made me still want to win
As I realised within me, was you.
How many ways are there left to say I love you.
She said, "I don't know what to feel anymore
When you're home it's too much, when you're gone I'm
unsure
Can't you admit there are times when you're wrong,
You've been away from me one week too long".
I'd lean against bars, hopelessly killing time
Talking out dreams and drowning my fears in wine.
Avoiding the bed that brings a sadness that's hard to
define.
When the day breaks again I go back to the same
Empty room, and the pain of us being apart.
This is the time when I need to say I love you.