This Morning

Nothing left to feel Nothing more to do Nothing left to give Nothing more in you Nothing else to have or hold Nothing left, but time to go Time to go Years go by Didn't really say that much at all And moments just fly Didn't ever really touch at all Weeks always run down Didn't really get that close at all And days, days fall out Didn't ever really know at all And then we're here in a room too clean and too bright She stares at you for an hour You stare into the light For one last hour in the room So mean and so white I stare at her in this room as she stares into the night Nothing left to feel Nothing more to do Nothing left to ask Nothing more of you Nothing else to share or show Nothing left but time to go In his eyes as we turn no eternity of life In his eyes as we turn no infinity of why In his eyes as we turn no beautiful goodbye In his eyes as we turn...nothing but tears In his eyes as we turn...nothing but tears (spoken:) I couldn't understand too much of what was being said In a matter of minutes Peacefully so slow I had to think to breathe My heart burst We moved in silence really slowly away from the world As we drove a strange silence That moment Nothing will ever be the same Nothing will ever be the same Nothing will ever be the same Days fall out Weeks always run down Moments just fly Weeks go by And then we're here And then we're here in a room too clean and too bright I stare at you for an hour You stare into the light For one last hour in the room so mean and so white You stare at me in this room as I stare into the night Nothing left to feel Nothing more to do Nothing more to take Nothing more from you Nothing else to need or know There's nothing left at all...but time to go