Nothin' Comes to Mind

When you left, I found some paper and a brand new ballpoint pen

And decided I'd sit down and make a list

Of all the things I wanna say to make you come back home again

All the things I love about you and I'll miss

But nothin' comes to mind

I've been feelin' surprisingly fine

You'd think there'd be a reason to be missin' you and cryin'

But nothin' comes to mind

I've been lookin' through old pictures, figured it might help

To bring up some old painful memory

Some wanting you still way down in my heart that hurts so bad

Some lingerin' lonesome misery

But nothin' comes to mind

As a matter of fact, I'm feelin' fine

You'd think there'd be a reason to be missin' you and cryin'

But nothin' comes to mind

Surely I'll regret the day

Surely I'm gonna miss the way you...

But nothin' comes to mind

As a matter of fact, I'm feelin' fine

You'd think there'd be a reason to be missin' you and cryin'

But nothin' comes to mind

As a matter of fact, I'm feelin' fine

You'd think there'd be a reason to be missin' you and cryin'

I keep lookin' for a reason to be missin' you and cryin'

But nothin' comes to mind