I don′t know the meaning of much

I don't know the right expressions

I don′t have too much intuition or too many credentials

I don't know the meaning of much

I never make the best impressions

And I don't have the means of expression to explain my obsessions

All I′m just trying to tell you

And all I′m just trying to say

All I'm just trying to tell you is this is enough

But you′re walking away

I don't have the Midas touch

I never make a good impression

And yes, I have the scars of ambition, and its many expressions

And I don′t know the price of stuff

And no, I don't command attention

And I don′t have sophistication or the right connections

All I'm just trying to tell you

And all I'm just trying to say

All I′m just trying to tell you is this is enough

But you′re walking away

There's no room in the world for your kind of beauty

Yours are the names on tomorrow′s newspapers

Yours is the face of the desperate edge of now

You're like the snows of yesteryear, I′ll be gone from this Earth

All I'm just trying to tell you

And all I′m just trying to say

And all I'm just trying to tell you is this is enough

But you're walking away

All I′m just trying to tell you

And all I′m just trying to say

And all I'm just trying to tell you is this is enough

But you′re walking away

La, la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la-la-la-la

La, la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la

La, la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la-la-la-la

La, la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Wherever you go, wherever you run

Wherever you go, now I'll be the pilot

Wherever you go, wherever you run

Wherever you go, now I′ll be the pilot

Wherever you go, wherever you run

Wherever you go, now I'll be the pilot

Wherever you go, wherever you run

Wherever you go, now I′ll be the pilot