‘Til Morning


I am hiding, never fighting for your time
You see beginnings and think you’re winning for more time

It seems to me I’ll always be the reason for your going
If time could wait you’d hesitate and stay with me ’til morning

I am finding the pressure’s blinding on your mind
I can’t find a reason to entertain our season of solemn minds

It seems to me I’ll always be the reason for your going
If time could wait you’d hesitate and stay with me ’til morning
And there’s nothing worse than knowing

It is too late for me to try
I see the hope in your waning eye
And I’m feeling an honest sigh
Your breath is cold on your last goodbye

It seems to me I’ll always be the reason for your going
And if truth holds still I’ll find the will to tell you to go home, dear
It seems to me I’ll always be the reason for your going
And there’s nothing worse than knowing