Lyrics Roky Erickson

Roky Erickson

Nothing In Return

I call your name in the midnight but you don't hear me at all

I love you so dearly and nearly but you don't love me at all

There's nothing in this big round world that worse hurts

Than paying out and receiving nothing in return

EVery day and night I dial your number

But you never answer the phone

Are you really not there when I call you

Where could you so much chance to roam

There's nothing in this big round world that worse hurts

Than paying out and receiving nothing in return

I searched you out found your name fast

But my name you never seemed to have caught

How in this world can I date you

When you won't give me a thought

There's nothing in this big round world that worse hurts

Than paying out and receiving nothing in return

If I only knew how to get you

But I've tried all I know

And failed except for loving you so

I am writing for no love Cyrano, Cyrano

It used to be I'd look into a crystal ball

To see and know futures all

But the Gypsy said the gaze lacked feeling

The picture was relatively cloudy

So I changed the clearness of the reeling

If I only knew how to get you

But I've tried all I know

And failed except for loving you so

I fell like writing for no love Cyrano

But the hunchback Quasimodo

But the hunchback of Notre Dame

Was at least in the same play and on the same stage