strange thoughts on another nervous night
and i find myself thinking of you as a time of day
that moment when the sun rests at its highest
and you trust it to never go away
but the feeling fads, just like the light i thought we'd made
now i'm reminding myself that each teardrop counts
as much as the ones that came before
and the ones that fall inevitably after
you're stuck on my mind
and i don't know how well i'll handle it this time
if i cant love you as a lover i'll love you as a friend
these memories keep me warm at night and safe until the end