It Was 7:53 And You Were Nowhere To Be Seen

I walked down to the gates

You know that place

Where we meet some nights at eight?

I can usually see you walking from a mile off

But not today

You seem to be late

I brushed my way through the fog

Down to your place

Still no sight, and nothing seems right

I can usually feel you breathing from a mile off

But not today

You seem to be late



What would happen if i'd a told you

That I would walk all that way?

Although its likely to be a confusion

And your earlier than late

I realise my mistakes



I walked back to the gates

You know that place

Where I hope to meet you just after eight?

I can usually see you walking from a mile off but the tide has turned

I'm on my way

I brushed my way through the fog

Back to the gates

My heart beats faster as I see your face

I can finally feel myself as you give me a wave

Now who seems to be late?



What would happen if i'd a told you

That I would walk all that way?

Although its likely to be a confusion

And your earlier than late

I realise my mistakes



And we take it on from here

You have my pillow in your face

Pretending to look away

Oh, maybe sometimes your ashamed

But too embarrased to say...



And we take it on from here

You have my pillow in your face

Pretending to look away

Oh, maybe sometimes your ashamed

But too embarrased to say...



Nothing.