Morning seems to come around

A little sooner than expected

And all of yesterday's events

Looking back are now reflected



And all the many words that ran through your head

And all the many words that were better left unsaid



What is it about you

That makes you hold on to

Those things you just can't have?

What is it inside you

That makes you blind to

All but what you want to see?



Just what is it that you're saying?

Is that all you have to say?

I think I might like an explanation

Before I walk away



Just don't think twice before you speak

For there will be no turning up my cheek



What is it about you

That makes you hod on to

Those things you just can't have?

What is it inside you

That makes you blind to

All but what you want to see?



You're walking so tall

As if you won't fall

Yet you're stumbling as you speak

And I can't decide to remain beside you

As you're falling into me



What is it about you

That makes you hold on to

Those things you just can't have?

What is it inside you

That makes you blind to

All but what you want to see



You're walking so tall

As if you won't fall

Yet you're stumbling as you speak

And I can't decide to remain beside you

As you're falling into me