Turn Around :
My chest is heavy
Breathing slowing
Dull, unyielding ache is growing
And I know you'll soon be going

Thought of you
Leaving me won't let me be
Outr intimacy's out the window
And we both know, we both know

Tomorrow's creeping up
And we're both lost in the past
The sun is going to rise so soon
Whether we're here to see it or not

I'm not acting
Like I should when I'm with you
I'm getting mad when I know not to
And we don't love, though we ought to

And the saddest part of all this
That we're almost done with caring
We're sick of this load we're bearing
And we hardly remember the

Moonlit memories
Back when I understood love
Now the skies are all gray and I can't see
And I hope I can find my way out

Maybe we'll be better off
And there's better things to be found
Maybe we're turning our backs on the best thing we'll ever have
Then when we'll realize it's too late,
To turn around