Ungodly Hour
Don't talk, don't say a thingCause your eyes they tell me more than your wordsDon't go, don't leave me nowCause they say the best way out is through
And I am short on words knowing what's occurredShe begins to leave because of me
Her bag is now much heavierI wish that I could carry herBut this is our ungodly hour
I know you're leaving nowCause I held on to my way tightlyStay still until you knowTomorrow finds the best way out is through
And I am short on words knowing what's occurredShe begins to leave because of me
Her bag is now much heavierI wish that I could carry herBut this is our ungodly hour