Flight of the Crows

Please, you must excuse me I cannot help but think I've overstayed my welcome "Please", she said It's hardly a bother The company's quite nice on crimson nights like these Then he exits to the street below Knowing he has no intention to return Well, I think that I've gotta go and I don't know why But I need you to promise that you won't cry 'Cause you'll be fine, and so will I So, just let the thought of me die And please let me know Let those old memories go Feed me to the crows, please Understand that I will find a brand-new life My golden second try Suddenly, in the mirrors of the windows that night He found the man before him had died Well, I think that I've gotta go and I don't know why But I need you to promise that you won't cry 'Cause you'll be fine and so will I So, just let me out of your mind In the morning you'll learn I disappeared off into the night so quietly That your love for me will vanish too