Snow falls on the city, white on white.
It's the colour of hope on an unforgiving night.
You kissed me into ruins, sin on sin.
Now I've gotta love your love letters written on my skin.
I can't tell the stars from the downtown lights.
If I said I was truly over you,
my heart would say "Amen"
but I'd give in to the cold caress of 2 a.m.
If I admit I can't get used to this,
will my heart break again
as I fall into the waiting arms of 2 a.m.?
Someone's scratchy music through the walls.
Sirens weavin' through the streets.
I must have missed your call.
I'm gathering up these nights, black on black.
I know your voice like it's my own
and it makes my heart go slack.
I can't tell the stars from the downtown lights.
If I said I was truly over you,
my heart would say "Amen"
but I'd give in to the cold caress of 2 a.m.
If I admit I can't get used to this,
will my heart break again
as I fall into the waiting arms of 2 a.m.?
If I said I was truly over you,
my heart would say "Amen"
but I'd give in to the cold caress of 2 a.m.
If I admit I can't get used to this,
will my heart break again
as I fall into the waiting arms of 2 a.m.?