The city feels clean this time of night
Just empty streets and me walking home
To clear my head.

And though it came as no surprise.
I'm affected more than I had guessed.
By what was said.

If this loves not meant to be.
If a hearts not ready to open.
If the naked eye won't see.
How t's broken.

It's that quiet time before the dawn.
And I'm half past making sense of it.
Was I wrong?

Should I think to give it all?
In a world where not much ever seems
To last long.

If this loves not meant to be.
If a hearts not ready to open.
If the naked eye won't see.
It's broken...