All the music I’ve got..   Couldn’t save the love you lost   Couldn’t pave another day into our love   In the court where you are queen   And your love, it reigns supreme   What have I got?   Nothing, babe      I won’t say that I understand when i really can’t   I’m no hero, I’m just a man aching for your hands   So if you say our love is gone, then I guess I’m moving on   Here’s my lousy excuse for moving on      Sure we’ve taken turns   They weren’t always for the worst   They’ll be more than one time where you’ll think back and smile   And though I could not afford    All the things you asked me for   You know my love for you it always came first      I won’t say that I understand when i really can’t   I’m no hero, I’m just a man aching` for your hands   So if you say our love is gone, then I guess I’m moving on   Here’s my lousy excuse for moving on      I will never forget your shapely silhouette   Nor the beautiful parts of your face you say you hate   So If takes forever for me to get over you   So be it, babe      I won’t say that I understand when I really can’t   I’m no hero, I’m just a man, can’t you see I am   So if you say your love is gone, then I guess I’m moving on   Here’s my lousy excuse for moving on