The hours The train moves faster You read your paper Now I see that I'll never get What I need You don't seem to care if we end this here So I leave But if you love me and you hope I might turn I'll turn Though I'm afraid of getting burned I'll get burned My mouth is a red sorrow My eyes are sore for you I know what I have It's the hours Waiting for you The train moves faster You read your paper Now I see that I'll never get What I need You don't seem to care if we end this here So I leave It's not about daring, cause if you love You should dare It's more about being uncertain If you still care You enter with a kiss But eyes reveal the truth I know what I have It's the hours If you love me and you hope I might turn I'll turn Though I'm afraid of getting burned I'll get burned It's not about daring, cause if you love You should dare It's more about being uncertain If you still care You enter with a kiss But eyes reveal the truth I know what I have It's the hours My mouth is a red sorrow My eyes are sore for you I know what I have It's the hours And I ain't got you