Hold tight
Your jacket's hanging by the door
The clock keeps turning, nothing more
I trace the words you left in blue
And cross the room and think of you
The floor is way beneath my feet
I count the seconds, miss a beat
Your jacket's hanging by the door
The clock keeps turning, nothing more
I trace the words you left in blue
And cross the room and think of you
The floor is way beneath my feet
I count the seconds, miss a beat