Flight of the Crows

Please you must excuse me I cannot help but think I've Overstayed my welcome Please she said It's hardly a bother The company's quite nice on Crimson nights like these Then he exits To the street below Knowing he has no intention to return Well I think that I've gotta go and I don't know why But I need you to promise that you won't cry Cuz you'll be fine, and so will I So just let the thought of me die And please let me know Let those old memories go Feed me to the crows Please Understand that I Will find a brand new life My golden second try Suddenly, in the mirrors of the windows that night He found the man before him had died Well I think that I've gotta go and I don't know why But I need you to promise that you won't cry Cause you'll be fine and so will I So just let me out of your mind In the morning you'll learn I disappeared off into the night so quietly That your love for me will vanish too