Of all things in the making
Ours was most fun
I told you not to break it
Now look what I have done
I cannot reach you
Although I need to
Friend we have to
Talk this out
I spend my mornings writing
About the signs that I dream
I hope they guide me
I'm giving up
So you cannot make it
I know you mean it well, well well well
All good things need breaking
I am thinking of an end
I cannot reach you
Although I need to
Friend we have to
Talk this out
I spend my mornings writing
About the signs that I dream
I hope they guide me
I'm giving up
I know it all seems hasty
But look at what we've done
Of all things in the making
I still think ours was most fun