Senses - Connie Smith

The sense to see and I saw you walk away the sense to feel I feel lonely

everyday

The sense to hear for I heard you say goodbye

The sense to taste now I taste the tears I cry

My senses tell me all I need to know it’s over and I don’t have the sense to

let you go

It doesn’t make much sense for me to cry for you

If I had any sense at all I’d realize we’re through

My senses are reacting much too slow

It’s over and I don’t have the sense to let you go

Oh yes it’s over and I don’t have the sense to let you go (it's over)