So quiet 
another wasted night, 
the television steals the conversation 
exhale, 
another wasted breath, 
again it goes unnoticed. 
 
Please tell me you're just feeling tired 
cause if it's more than that I feeel that I might break 
out of touch, out of time. 
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed 
casue I can't read your rolling eyes 
out of touch, are we out of time? 
 
Close lipped 
another goodnight kiss 
is robbed of all it's passion, 
your grip 
another time, is slack 
it leaves me feeling empty. 
 
I'll wait until tomorrow 
maybe you'll feel better then 
maybe we'll be better then 
so what's another day 
when I can't bear these nights of thoughts  
of going on without you 
this mood of yours is temporary 
it seems worth the wait 
to see your smile again 
out of the corner of your eye 
wont be the only way you'll look at me then. 
 
 
[Thanks to  limpbizkitlvr229@hotmail.com  for these lyrics]