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