Days are getting long now
Open all the windows
And leave it all behind me
I've come a long, long way
But I don't know what's worse
This time in the morning
Or laying here in the evening light
I'll be fine
But it's been all I can take
Seven hours later
I can't feel my poor heart break
Well I'm coming over tomorrow
To pick up all my things
Just lay 'em out in the front room
With one light on for me
I'll be fine
But it's been all I can take
Seven hours later
I can't feel my poor heart break
Oh, I'll be leaving
And all you have
Seems washed away
You watch as it spins
And pulls like a hurricane
