Morning seems to come around   A little sooner than expected   And all of yesterday's events   Looking back are now reflected      And all the many words that ran through your head   And all the many words that were better left unsaid      What is it about you   That makes you hold on to   Those things you just can't have?   What is it inside you   That makes you blind to   All but what you want to see?      Just what is it that you're saying?   Is that all you have to say?   I think I might like an explanation   Before I walk away      Just don't think twice before you speak   For there will be no turning up my cheek      What is it about you   That makes you hod on to   Those things you just can't have?   What is it inside you   That makes you blind to   All but what you want to see?      You're walking so tall   As if you won't fall   Yet you're stumbling as you speak   And I can't decide to remain beside you   As you're falling into me      What is it about you   That makes you hold on to   Those things you just can't have?   What is it inside you   That makes you blind to   All but what you want to see      You're walking so tall   As if you won't fall   Yet you're stumbling as you speak   And I can't decide to remain beside you   As you're falling into me