Senses

Senses 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