No Relief In Sight (Rory Bourke/Gene Dobbins/Johnny Wilson)
My mind goes to pieces
And my loneliness increases
'Cause I need the arms
That used to hold me tight
I’ve done everything I know of
To forget about your sweet love
Still there’s no relief in sight
Your memory still wakes me
And it never fails to take me
Back to the room
Where you made things so right
I’ve tried hard to discover
That old feeling with another
Still there’s no relief in sight
Those badly needed, healing hands of time
Ain’t touched me yet
And though it’s been so long
I know it’s too soon to forget
Thought I’d get better someday
But it’s been five years come Sunday
Still there’s no relief in sight
’Cause I’ve done everything I know of
To forget about your sweet love
Still there’s no relief in sight
Still there’s no relief in sight