not another sunrise another dry stale taste in your mouth you walked away from waking up inside the house depending on the calm you've been waiting for thoughts spark a song you loved so long ago you can hear it now they'll only miss you when you leave so you try and stay awake you just might be the love in their eyes when they've subtracted all the times you sat there trying not to say goodbye, goodbye
telephones and postcards with misshaped hearts beside the names i've read this letter for the hundredth time today i've rearranged, analyzed the words tried to find something between the lines that wasn't there at least now i can see through these worn out lines and torn up pages, don't know how i'll fall asleep tonight
outside the window, awful weather the storm will slowly close in on me when it's time to leave when it's time to leave when it's time to leave
worn out lines and torn up pages don't know how i'll fall asleep tonight
outside the window, awful weather the storm will slowly close in on me when it's time to leave when it's time to leave