Don't talk , don't say a thing, don't say a word
'Cause your eyes they tell me more than your words
Don't go, don't leave me now
Cause they say the best way out is through And I am short on words knowing what's occurred
She begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour And I know you're leaving now
Cause I held on to my way tightly
And stay still until you know
Tomorrow finds the best way out, is through And I am short on words knowing what's occurred
She begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour Ungodly hour
Ungodly hour And I am short on words knowing what's occurred
And she begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour
Ungodly hour
Ungodly hour Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour.