Midnight, waiting
My crooked heart, I rest my case
I've seen your face
Did you think that you could see me
Without tearing at my wounds?
But feelings are strange they go with the days
I've seen through a window of change
Somehow I never thought you'd turn around
And disappear
The dim light, the cold streets
It's been a year since you moved on
It seems so long
Did you think that you could see me
Without tearing at my wounds?
But feelings are strange they go with the days
I've seen through a window of change
Somehow I never thought you'd turn around
And disappear