well i'm sitting here flipping through excuses for why i shouldn't call you, every muscle, every fibre, every hair object to the very idea, i just can't put my finger on however hard i try to slap away the halo around you, still it lingers and abruptly without warning bitter memories appear, when i think on it for long enough, of all the time we wasted on each other's love, it's a wonder that i still believe the sun is coming up tomorrow, what was once so fine, has been broken and burned, so i wait here in the dark, for the light to return, blinded, i was blinded 'til i knew only the good love survives, blinded, 'til i understood that only the good love survives, only the good love survives, but you and i were wasting time, you and i were wasting time, all those wringing hands and cheap ideas we could reason as failures, but to run it through again would only serve to do nobody no good, so let the universe decide how we can loosen all the knots and tangled ways we came to, and resolve to never speak of it again - oh love if only we could, when i think on it for long enough, of all the time we wasted on each other's love, it's a wonder that i still believe the sun is coming up tomorrow, what was once so fine, has been broken and burned, so i wait here in the dark, for the light to return, blinded, i was blinded 'til i knew only the good love survives, blinded, 'til i understood that only the good love survives, only the good love survives, but you and i were wasting time, we were only wasting time
