Nothing Left(1987 Album Sessions Version) - The Primitives

Crawling round my room on a wasted afternoon

Passing time away with dreams it's so cozy and serene

I'd like to scream

Here's a door step outside

Oh I could walk around till dark

Count the flowers in the park

Waste the hours until dark

I've got nothing left to say

I've got nothing left to say

I've got nothing left to say

The sun comes up then it slips away

Oh I could walk around till dark

Count the flowers in the park

Waste the hours until dark

I've got nothing left to say

I've got nothing left to say

I've got nothing left to say

The sun comes up then it slips away

Crawling round my room on a wasted afternoon

I've got nothing left to say

I've got nothing left to say

I've got nothing left to say

The sun comes up then it slips away