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Tekster: Cliff Richard. Count Me Out.

What kind of love is this, that leaves me feeling cold?
You look right through me, what you see, nobody knows
You're in a world all by yourself
Needing no one else, feeling so secure

You're on the road to nowhere, left your past behind
What's to become of me, should feelings be denied?
Another time, another place, would I be the same old face
For you to have around?

There's no way in, there's no way out, I'm caught in the middle
Why must you leave my heart in doubt?
We have a one-way love that flows from me to you
There's nothing more for me to lose

We're through with talking now, we know that it's the end
We've played our foolish games and it's useless to pretend
It seems like only yesterday that love had come to stay
How could we be so blind?

There's no way in, there's no way out, I'm caught in the middle
Why must you leave my heart in doubt?
We have a one-way love that flows from me to you
There's nothing more for me to lose

I don't know where your heart is
Or what's inside your head
If this is love, you said it, if this is love, forget it
If this is love then count me out

Richard Cliff