On a journey into nowhere
I glanced into your eyes
Confounded by the blankness
I began to realise
You gave me nothing
Gave me nothing at all

Was thirty years ago
By the hospice wall
I tried to catch your mind
We were still in school
But you gave me nothing
You gave me nothing at all

Standing by the railway station
Waiting for your call
Was it ignorance or pure evil
You made me feel so small
And you gave me nothing
Sweet nothing at all

© abracad 2003