There's nothing left to do and nothing left to say All you can do is dream of a life lived far away Cause there's nothing left here but what's the point in leaving
You looked me in the eye and said boy I'm going away Took a plane to Cambridge one sunny day in May But if nobody's to go then what's the point in leaving
It's not about me or you, or the things we used to do like watching movies in the dark There's things I'd like to say to you when you're back in Liverpool
You wouldn't leave a girl with a broken heart, leave your life til' you fall apart New beginning and a brand new start, walking round trying to look the part But nobody was looking was there a point in leaving?
Spending all your money in your washed out clothes In the toilets with your A class drugs Cheaper tales with your cigarette stubs Now you want to come back for good But nobody was looking was there a point in leaving?
It's not about me or you, or the things you used to do like watching movies in the dark Nor the places that'd we'd meet or the scuffles in the sheets that made it hard to be apart There's things I'd like to say to you when you're back in Liverpool
There's nothing left to do and nothing left to say All you can do is dream of a life lived far away Cause there's nothing left here but what's the point in leaving
It's not about me or you, or the things you used to do like watching movies in the dark Nor the places that'd we'd meet or the scuffles in the sheets that made it hard to be apart There's things I'd like to say to you when you're back in Liverpool There's things I'd like to say to you when you're back in Liverpool