| The moon is falling, tomorrow’s calling us inside
|
| So much to tell you, with seconds burning up the night
|
| Lying here beside you
|
| I wish that I could say what’s in my heart
|
| When morning comes, will you be gone?
|
| What if the daylight comes too fast?
|
| What if we take the sun and never give it back?
|
| I can feel the moment fade, but I can’t let this slip away
|
| What if the daylight comes too fast?
|
| It’s such a mystery the way that you move me and make me feel
|
| But here in the darkness, if we could just hold as time stands still
|
| Now the dawn is breaking
|
| I whisper «can you save this final breath?»
|
| When morning comes will you be gone?
|
| What if the daylight comes too fast?
|
| What if we take the sun and never give it back?
|
| I can feel the moment fade, but I can’t let this slip away
|
| What if the daylight comes too fast?
|
| As I try to say so much
|
| Words just can’t describe my love
|
| What if the daylight comes too fast?
|
| What if we take the sun and never give it back?
|
| I can feel the moment fade, but I can’t let this slip away
|
| What if the daylight comes too fast?
|
| What if the daylight comes too fast? |