I
Trying to sort all the things I have to say
We
Stumbling through the daytime and fading in the night
Come on over talk to me dear
There
Than you being here
I write you letters
More than just a few
I leave them lying open on the table for you
Now I know for the first time true
All of the ways I
It
It
I watch you creeping leaving with the dawn
Hoping I don
But it makes no difference anything you do
Something keeps me coming back to get closer to you
Now I know for the first time true
All of the ways I
It
It
It