Dont talk, dont say a thing
Cause your eyes, they tell me more than your words
Dont go, dont leave me now
Cause they say the best way out is through
And I am short on words
Knowing whats occurred
She begins to leave because of me
Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour
I know youre leaving now
Cause I held on to my way tightly
Stay still until you know
Tomorrow finds the best way out is through
And I am short on words
Knowing whats occurred
She begins to leave because of me
Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour
And I am short on words
Knowing whats occurred
She begins to leave because of me
Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour
Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour
