Back In Liverpool

There’s nothing left to do and nothing left to say
All you can do is dream of a life lived far away
Cause there’s nothing left here but what’s the point in leaving
You looked me in the eye and said boy I’m going away
Took a plane to Cambridge one sunny day in May
But if nobody’s to go then what’s the point in leaving
It’s not about me or you, or the things we used to do like watching movies in
the dark
There’s things I’d like to say to you when you’re back in Liverpool
You wouldn’t leave a girl with a broken heart, leave your life til' you fall
apart
New beginning and a brand new start, walking round trying to look the part
But nobody was looking was there a point in leaving?
Spending all your money in your washed out clothes
In the toilets with your A class drugs
Cheaper tales with your cigarette stubs
Now you want to come back for good
But nobody was looking was there a point in leaving?
It’s not about me or you, or the things you used to do like watching movies in
the dark
Nor the places that’d we’d meet or the scuffles in the sheets that made it hard
to be apart
There’s things I’d like to say to you when you’re back in Liverpool
There’s nothing left to do and nothing left to say
All you can do is dream of a life lived far away
Cause there’s nothing left here but what’s the point in leaving
It’s not about me or you, or the things you used to do like watching movies in
the dark
Nor the places that’d we’d meet or the scuffles in the sheets that made it hard
to be apart
There’s things I’d like to say to you when you’re back in Liverpool
There’s things I’d like to say to you when you’re back in Liverpool