Ungodly Hour

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
 And 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
 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
 Her bag is now much heavier
 I wish that I could carry her
 But this is our ungodly hour