Empty Handed Blues - Tony Lucca

If I could read your mind

I’d know the truth

Wouldn’t need any other proof

I might finally understand

How I became a man

A man

With nothing left to lose

If I could read between the lines I’d see

That you were tryin' all along to tell me

That your love was just a game

I played as I became

A man

With nothing left to lose

I gave up on giving in

Then again, I’d give anything

I had to give

To hold you one last time

Better yet, to make you mine

Can’t say I didn’t try

Guess I fell shy

So I sing these empty-handed blues

Keep searchin' for clues

Find out who’s to blame

And how I became

A man

With nothing left to lose

Finally understand

How I became a man

A man

With nothing left to lose

Be the man

With nothing left to lose

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