Tracey Thorn Night Time
You mean that much to me and it's hard to show
Gets hectic inside of me when you go
Can I confess these things to you?
Well, I don't know
Embedded in my chest and it hurts to hold
I couldn't spill my heart
My eyes gleam looking in from the dark
I walk out in stormy weather
Hold my words, keep us together
Steady walking but bound to trip
Should release but just tighten my grip
Night time, sympathize
I've been working on white lies
So I'll tell the truth
I'll give it up to you
And when the day comes
It will have all been fun
We'll talk about it soon
I couldn't spill my heart
My eyes gleam looking in from the dark
I walk out in stormy weather
Hope my words keep us together
Steady walking but bound to trip
Should release but just tighten my grip
Night time, sympathize
I've been working on white lies
So I'll tell the truth
I'll give it up to you
And when the day comes
It will have all been fun
We'll talk about it soon.
