Maybe I'll tell you sometime.
And that time you'll know that its not about the late night calls or texts.
Its not even about the sex.
Maybe sometime I'll tell you.
Maybe sometime I'll know you.
Its late and it's cold. The night seems to know what is in store.
Do you see me waiting under the light?
I bet you won't take a second glance or a second chance.
This is the end of the story of the one we've been trying to tell for so long.
I toss and turn in the middle of my dreams, I can't help but move, I've lost so much sleep.
I can't help but whisper when I am with you, only because, no one has a clue.
Maybe I'll tell you sometime.
And that time you'll know that its not about the late night calls or texts.
Its not even about the sex.
Maybe sometime I'll tell you.
Maybe sometime I'll know you.
I've dug up those old notes and pictures.
I laugh and frown at the same time.
You even can't remember the things you've said back then.
Oh, how long ago it seems.
I'm drowning in my own sin, Can you see it too?
Is that why you've forgotten the things you once knew?
Maybe I'll tell you sometime.
And that time you'll know that its not about the late night calls or texts.
Its not even about the sex.
Maybe sometime I'll tell you.
Maybe sometime I'll know you.
We've talked about the days when we'll see each other again,
I don't even know where to begin.
You say the things will happen just right,
the touch of skin,
the blanket of the night
I'm pretty sure this wasn't supposed to be like this too.
Maybe sometime I'll finally know you.
Maybe I'll tell you sometime.
And that time you'll know that its not about the late night calls or texts.
Its not even about the sex.
Maybe sometime I'll tell you.
Maybe sometime I'll know you.
Maybe sometime I'll tell you, Maybe sometime I'll know you too.
Ooh, maybe sometime I'll know you....
No comments:
Post a Comment