From Running Blind
The empty conversation
The coldness of your touch
The moments of frustration
That always hurt so much
The look in your eyes that seems to say
Nothingís ever enough
Well it seems like Iíve tried every way
To give you all my love

But itís out of my control
Itís all up to you
Yes, itís out of my control
What you gonna do
Everything I say, everything I do
Never seems to satisfy you
So Iíll say it again, Iím gonna let you go
Itís up to you
ĎCause itís out of my control

Iíve felt this strange resistance
To the things Iíve said and done
And Iíve tried to keep my distance
I knew there was something wrong
But without communication
Without a message from your heart
Thereís only empty expectation
And a love thatís torn apart