Nothing

We have nothing to talk about anymore
nothing in common, never friends
not lovers, were we ever
not likely before the love begins

we are sad and tired
and lost for any touch
looking in your eyes again
I can't say I see much

more than the empty color
of where I used to melt
when you were deep inside me
and I whispered how it felt

and I thought I loved you
did I or not, I'm not sure
not lovers, not friends, not
looking from my eyes, they blur
I could see sickness and cure
of friends and lovers pure
but lovers, we never, ever were.