Just one more promise and then I'll leave
the floor turns into velcro under my feet
a big yellow taxi and an empty street
play past it, play past it
by this time tomorrow I'll be over you
by this time tomorrow there'll be nothing left to loose
and it breaks my heart
they all say I should get over you
that you're nothing but a mood that I choose
they don't know how we spent our days
they don't know what we're throwing away
by this time tomorrow I'll be over you
by this time tomorrow there'll be nothing left to loose
and it breaks my heart
one more phone-call just to let you know
to cover my mistakes to correct my wrongs
spent so much time trying to let you go
I no longer know if it's what I want
by this time tomorrow I might give in
by this time tomorrow I might just tell you how I feel
and it'll break you heart