So Quiet
Another Wasted Night,
The Television Steals
The Conversation
Exhale
Another Wasted Breath,
Again It Goes Unnoticed.

Please Tell Me You're
Just Feeling Tired
'cause If It's More Than
That I Feeel That I Might Break
Out Of Touch, Out Of Time.
Please Send Me Anything
But Signals That Are Mixed
Cause I Can't Read
Your Rolling Eyes
Out Of Touch,
Are We Out Of Time?

Close Lipped
Another Goodnight Kiss
Is Robbed Of All It's Passion,
Your Grip
Another Time, Is Slack
It Leaves Me Feeling Empty.

I'll Wait Until Tomorrow
Maybe You'll Feel Better Then
Maybe We'll Be Better Then
So What's Another Day
When I Can't Bear
These Nights Of Thoughts
Of Going On Without You
This Mood Of Yours Is Temporary
It Seems Worth The Wait
To See Your Smile Again
Out Of The Corner Of Your Eye
Won't Be The Only Way
You'll Look At Me Then