Suede - What I'm trying to tell you
I don't know the meaning of muchI don't know the right expressionsI don't have too much intuitionOr too many credentialsI don't know the meaning of muchI never make the best impressionsAnd I don't have the means of expressionTo explain my obsessionsAll I'm trying to tell youAll I'm trying to sayAll I'm trying to tell you is this is enoughBut you're walking awayI don't have the Midas touchI never make a good impressionAnd yes, I have the scars of ambitionAnd its many expressionsAnd I don't know the price of stuffAnd no, I don’t command attentionAnd I don't have sophisticationOr the right connectionsAll I'm trying to tell youAll I'm trying to sayAll I'm trying to tell you is this is enoughBut you're walking awayThere’s no room in the world for your kind of beautyYours are the names on tomorrows newspapersYours is the face of the desperate edge of nowWhen, like the snows of yesteryear I’ll be gone from this earthAll I'm trying to tell youAll I'm trying to sayAll I'm trying to tell you is this is enough?But you're walking away [x2]La La La La LaWherever you goWherever you runWherever you goNow I’ll be the pilot