Here comes morning.
Will you remember what we had?
Will you look at me the same was as before?
Here comes nothing
short of feeling like I failed.
Took a chance.
I don't take chances anymore.
How am I supposed to pass this off
like you have done so easily?
How am I supposed to figure out
what you're about, anyway?
I am falling
faster every second that I'm here with you,
can't walk away.
I am running
faster than and farther than I ever could,
still can't get away.
Next time,
if there is a next time, anyway,
maybe I won't fall for what you'll say.
Here comes next time.
I question every move you make.
My heart's pounding and I wonder why I stay.
How am I supposed to pass this off
like you have done so easily?
How am I supposed to figure out
what you're about, anyway?
I am falling
faster every second that I'm here with you,
can't walk away.
I am running
faster than and farther than I ever could,
still can't get away.
I am falling.
I am falling.
I am falling.