Ungodly Hour - The Fray

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 

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