I'm sick of waiting for the morning
For everything to feel brand new
Cuz as it sets it's the same old sun
Our shadows grow and become one
And I don't get
How I could forget you
And let it slip
The partial eclipse from your goodbye lips
I'm a voice a voice of reason
Tied up with string and I'll cut you off
We were never supposed to mean it
To be set free and to be run off
And I don't get
How I could forget you
And let it slip
The partial eclipse from your goodbye lips
I don't discount my hesitation
A sharpened gaze in a blue-black night
The wind is harsh and change is piercing
I'm looking forward to some morning light
And I don't get
How I could forget you
And let it slip
The partial eclipse from your goodbye lips