If I could go away
All by myself I'd give a break
To your perfect, tired face;
You haven't slept since I got in
And I'm held here prisoner
Of the foolish things we counted on
Ambition lets me down
At the worst times
I keep telling you my whole life story;
You sleep tonight, and I'll hear yours tomorrow
That is, if you feel like talking at all;
'cause it's not your style
But I would sure like to know you better
I have no will to find
The details that made our energy rise and drop like a cannonball;
You've been too quick to blame yourself
Before we fall asleep
Let me stare in the eyes that carried me
Soon I think I should go;
I want to go home
I keep telling you my whole life story;
You sleep tonight, and I'll hear yours tomorrow
That is, if you feel like talking at all;
'cause it's not your style
But I would sure like to know you better
Before I leave, I think I deserve to know you better