Not Much Else to Say

Song Length 4:26 Genre Rock - Alternative, Rock - Modern

Lyrics

I get on my way at 7:30 every day. Not much else to say.
It's a short highway. Seems busier every day. Not much else to say.
You've got these eyes I want to call divine. I want to call them mine.
You take what you get. I think life is what's left with weekends for the blessed.

Sometimes I stumble, walk or crawl. You scream you want to have it all.
When you dig something you can't take. Sometimes there's not much else to say.

We've all had dreams. We've all had schemes. We've screamed silent screams.
The folly of chance. Dance the everyman dance. I hope you didn't have plans.

Sometimes I stumble, walk or crawl. You scream you want to have it all.
Then you dig something you can't take. Sometimes there's not much else to say.

And I know something about this. There's not much to go around. You want to share it.
And I know when I look into those marvelous eyes there's so little I have to offer.
I want more to give you. I want something more than this. I want something more than this.

I feel the stumble, feel the fall. Feel the crumble, feel the call.
Sometimes there's nothing left to take.
Sometimes there's not much else to say.

Lyrics Drew Bancroft Music Drew Bancroft
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