We don’t need to speak If it’s a secret, it’ll keep There’s gold frames in your eyes
And I’m minutes too late All the places that you go I don’t even want to know Why spoil this beautiful lie?
I’m minutes too late and I’m falling, falling And Midnight’s Calling We’re counting down the stars
Careful not to look too hard They’re likely to fade from your site All the colours that you spin It’s enough to pull me in And keep me from saying goodbye
I’m minutes too late And I’m falling falling And Midnight’s Calling
You’re leaving You’re Leaving Come Morning You’re Leaving And I’m minutes too late Midnight’s Calling
