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 antiphone
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