Britta Phillips & Dean Wareham - Out Walking lyrics

He went out walking Alone to find somewhere to hide No, she wasn't talking much to him lately So I think its kind of strange when he walks into those rooms again He started humming A song that they both used to sing Soon it was coming close between them And she'll fall down with her warm vacation sound Take something from me...to remember of me... I had something to say once I had a feeling but now its gone Now there's no one to be away from No, there's nothing much at all No, now there's nothing much at all At all......at all...