You asked the time
Then you brushed my arm discreetly
And you held my gaze completely
As I said half past nine
And on the night bus
The stories you were telling
If it was a trap, I fell in
Imagining our life
But all the things that felt so good
Contained the seeds of what would feel so wrong
I'm waiting for the day
When you walk away
And for a year
Felt like something had a hold of us
A thousand things left half discussed
All ideas and ideals
But then the cracks
Started to appear If I want to
Do something you are not into
It isn't an attack
Oh, all the things that felt so good
Contained the seeds of what would feel so wrong
I'm waiting for the day
When you walk away, away
When you walk away, away
And you never said you wouldn't leave me
It's been a while
Books, CDs and art you gave to me
Is long read, listened to and seen
And lying in a pile
Oh I should sell
All of it on eBay, realise
The end of us, the end of lies
The ending of a spell
But all the things that felt so good
Contained the seeds of what would feel so wrong
I'm waiting for the day
When you walk away, away
When you walk away, away
And you never said you wouldn't leave me