I believe that you know what will happen in the end, you’ve gotta leave what you love before you can love it again.

My skin was so close so close to yours, you couldn’t fit a page in between.

My throat was so sore some words were stuck, my chest was too heavy to breathe.

And I thought, uh oh, well should I go or not do I have the courage to leave.

And though I knew, what I know changes of course with every change in me.

My eyes wanted more, wandered so far, they could focus on nothing but me.

My head was so full of each heartbeat that you were singing straight into my ear.

And I thought, uh oh, well should I go or not do I have the courage to leave.

And though I knew, what I know changes of course with every change in me.

I believe that you know what will happen in the end, you’ve gotta leave what you love before you can love it again.

Once close and now far, memories having to round up all that we are.

My throat has now cleared but still you block the passage of air to my heart.

And I thought, uh oh, well should I go or not do I have the courage to leave.

And though I knew, what I know changes of course with every change in me.

I believe that you know what will happen in the end, you’ve gotta leave what you love before you can love it again.