Bert Jerred

There is no sedative -
Nothing to take when what you give
Is the same as what you take away.
But I ought to know by now -
I ought to turn and walk away,
But I heard you say my name.
And I'm no richer for the price I paid.
I'm no wiser for the choice I made.
There's no sense in this senseless serenade.

If this is love I never knew;
If you're on fire I'll pass through
(They say you're never the same again).
But I ought to know by now -
I ought to turn and walk away,
But I heard you say my name.
There's nothing left to say
(Oh, how I wish it really worked that way -
I never find the words I save for you).

I want to turn back time.
I want to find your shore.
I don't want to wait here anymore.
And I ought to know by now -
I ought to turn and walk away,
But the way you said my name…
There is no sedative -
Nothing to take when what you give
Is the same as what you take away.