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
