I'm giving weight to circumstance

You'd swear I'm hopeless

This time just isn't like the last

I said that last time too



This could be, this could be

It's over, the summer is almost gone

This could be history

It's over, the clouds are breaking now



All that is separating us

years or minutes

But some days I can't wait for the end

Perspectives changing again



And all of the looks that you keep on giving me are killing me

And some of the words I say are so naive - forgive me