Grey weather, just fool me, just tell me I'm right despite the careless words you say, I'm always keeping faith chart the numbers, see a trend... we are moving in place despite your lack of blowing over, I'm always keeping faith And you'd say, this is not the time for goodbyes it's too late you'd say, this is not the time for goodbyes it's too late it's too late In the bright light of morning, map the last leg of the trip I call on you to catch me as I'm coming over that bridge through the mind-fog of the beach and the cracking concrete the broken wings of reverie leave me always having faith And you'd say, this is not the time for goodbyes it's too late you'd say, this is not the time for goodbyes it's too late it's too late