It\'s no use
Leaning on a memory
Drifitng in your barge,
Thinking it was real
It never was,
It was just a mirage;
It\'s no use
Thinking about me
Like love was fair,
Reach out your arms
And try to hold me
I\'m not there;
It\'s no use
Primping and a-preening
Making yourself nice,
Just look around
The room is empty
You\'ve paid the price;
It\'s no use
Putting tears in your eyes
Wearing that sad frown,
Put your hand on your head
There\'s nothing there
I stole your crown.