f.t.charlie

They turn the lights down low, in shadows hiding from the world, only coming up when it gets cold, The seas part when they hit the floor, the voices carry on and out the door, and everything you touch turns into gold, Like the angel you are, you laugh, creating a lightness in my chest, your eyes they penetrate me, your answer's always 'maybe', that's when I got up and left, I'm breathing hard in the microphone, a ticking clock in an empty home still tells of these times so long ago, And even though I've come so far, I know I've got so far to go, and any day now I'll explode, Like the angel you are, you laugh, creating a lightness in my chest, your eyes they penetrate me, your answer's always 'maybe', that's when I got up and left, And each and every day will lead into tomorrow, tomorrow brings one less day without you, but don't wait up, just leave the light on, 'cause every road that I might take will all one day lead back to you, And like the angel you are, you laugh, creating a lightness in my chest, your eyes they penetrate me, your glance is too amazing, that's when I got up and left