Ungodly Hour

Don't talk , don't say a thing, don't say a word 'Cause your eyes they tell me more than your words Don't go, don't leave me now Cause they say the best way out is through And I am short on words knowing what's occurred She begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour And I know you're leaving now Cause I held on to my way tightly And stay still until you know Tomorrow finds the best way out, is through And I am short on words knowing what's occurred She begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour Ungodly hour Ungodly hour And I am short on words knowing what's occurred And she begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour Ungodly hour Ungodly hour Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour. --- Ungodly Hour - The Fray