I made a list of what I miss The day she told me it was over I miss the rush, her kiss, her touch The autumn spell of that October But I won't miss the heartache Of never knowing where I stand The Constant wait of wondering who I am Easy come, easy go She is not the one I wanted Does it hurt? -- No, Not much Only when I breathe Playing back the moment's rush The soundtrack of the two of us Someday I might make myself believe She's nothing to me I turn my pillow upside down Another long and sleepless journey The lullaby of highway sounds Does nothing to soothe my yearning When we reach another town I will search for new romance I've given up the ghost of One more chance Easy come, easy go She is not the one I wanted Does it hurt? -- No, Not much Only when I breathe Playing back the moment's rush The soundtrack of the two of us Someday I might make myself believe She's nothing to me Somewhere in time I know there's someone I must find Someone longing to be mine Who waits for only me It never helps - this art of lying to myself I'd give the world to be - Back in her destiny Easy come, easy go She is not the one I wanted Does it hurt? -- No, Not much Only when I breathe Playing back the moment's rush The soundtrack of the two of us Someday I might make myself believe Someday heart and mind will comfort me She's nothing to me She's nothing to me, Oh no And I'm lying to myself She's nothing to me