Ungodly Hour

Don't talk, don't say a thing 'Cause your eyes they tell me more than your words Don't go, don't leave me now 'Cause they say the best way out is through And I am short on words knowing what's occurred She begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour And I know you're leaving now 'Cause I held on to my way tightly Stay still until you know Tomorrow finds the best way out is through And I am short on words knowing what's occurred She begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour And I am short on words knowing what's occurred She begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour