This is not how I
thought this would be
The last day of my
being
No cymbal-crashing
finale
Just a subtle
feeling
Colours bright,
feelings ever stronger
Say goodnight as
they fade
Ch: So could
this be the last time you tease me
Could this be the
last time with you
As the days and
hours disappear
Could this be the
last time I lie right here with you
As we sit around
and watch TV
All about your
future
Nothing now to do
with me
Even though I want
to
I stretch my arm,
turn out the light, I'm scared to shut my eyes
How can something
be so small and yet so big at the same time?
My head is full of
pictures of a hundred things I've loved
Including you,
please take my hand and hold tightly me up above.
Don't let me fall
through the floor of this world.
Don't let me fall
through the floor of this world
This is not how I
thought this would be
The last night of
my being
No cymbal crashing
finale
But still I can’t
help sleeping