Well I guess the grass is still green
And I guess the sky is still blue
They say the flowers are blooming
But something's blocking my view
Well I guess the money's still coming
And I guess the money's still going out
They say I get my thrills in
But my cup, it's runneth all out
And I know there's nothing here to make me sad
I know there's nothing here to make me blue
But there's just nothing that can make me glad
Since I lost you
Nothing does it for me anymore
Not like you
Not the way you used to
Nothing does it for me anymore
Not like you
Not the way you used to
All the sunshine is burning my eyes
All the fun times are just making me cry
I think there's something must be wrong with my eyes
Cause all the colors look like black and white
But I know there's nothing here to make me sad
I know there's nothing here that's really so bad
I know the colors would come flooding on back
If I had you
Nothing does it for me anymore
Not like you
Not the way you used to
Nothing does it for me anymore
Not like you
Not the way you used to
Nothing Does It was written by Bridget Kearney.
Nothing Does It was produced by Robin MacMillan.