(Glen Campbell - Jeannie Seely)

The sense to see
And I saw you walk away
The sense to feel
I feel lonely everyday.

The sense to hear
For I heard you say goodbye
The sense to taste
Now I taste the tears I cry.

My senses tell me
All I need to know
It's over but I don't have
The sense to let you go.

It doesn't make much sense
For me to cry for you
If I had any sense at all
I'd realize we're through.

My senses are reacting
Much too slow
It's over and I don't have
the sense to let you go.

Oh yes, it's over and I don't have
The sense to let you go.

(It's over...)