Indifferences upon your pages
Colours on her canvas faded
The notion of a deeper feeling
Gone without a second meeting
Fly away before you even know
Leave it for tomorrow he says
The day will always break again
You've always got a year ahead for other things inside your head
Leave it for tomorrow he says
Gold melting through your mattress
Before the night's exactness
A hesitation in the making
Lost before the birds awaken
A second lost, a swan in the snow
Leave it for tomorrow he says
The day will always break again
You've always got a year ahead for other thoughts inside your head
Leave it for tomorrow he says
Gone
Before a second look
The dawn
It takes from what you took
Leave it for tomorrow he says
The day will always break again
You've always got a year ahead, another few before you're dead
Leave it for tomorrow he says