In The Passing

Some time in the passing
I called your name, I looked your way
Somehow without knowing, I changed your name
I tied my lace

I don't want to lose it, God I miss feeling your breath
On the back of my neck
And I don't want to call it
Baby I'll never be sure of it, but I'm cured of it

Every other poison I've watered down to keep around
And only now I'm hearing the clearest sound
And I've watered down

I don't want to lose it, God I miss feeling your breath
On the back of my neck
And I don't want to call it
Baby I'll never sure of it, but I'm cured of it

Baby, turn your eyes
It's nothing tonight
I've got another crush
To carry me

Wish that I could lose it, but God I miss feeling your breath
On the back of my neck
I wish that could call it, and baby I'm almost sure of it
That I could be cured of it