Its one in the morning As I lay here in my bed
Wishing you could just see the thoughts that go through my head
While trying to ignore the fact that I have once again been crying
All because I can feel that whatever we are is dying
There is a heavy weight in my chest
And I'm dreading having to get up in a few hours in order to get dressed.
But I'll say nothing about how I feel
Until we get to share another meal because that was the deal.