Your quiet eyes Your mouth that never tells lies You've got one hour It's time you told your story. 18 alone, in love with the answer phone and too afraid, you're too afraid to fall for anything and too afraid, much too afraid to sing. I won't pretend, that I can't see the end, but its far away, it's in the distance. We'll find a place. There isn't room for two of us. The minutes drag, then there's a world between us, and I'm too afraid, much too afraid to fall for anything and i'm too afraid, much too afraid to sing to sing. We all come to an end, and we all end together We all end together