running away from something that we both know
We've long run out of thing
s to say and I think I better go
So don't you be getting excited
when you hear that slamming door
Cause there'll be one less set of foot
steps on your floor in the mornin'
And we've both been a -hidin' from somethin'
that shoulda never gone this far
But after all it's what we've
done that makes us what we are
An d you've been a -talkin' in silence,
well if it's silence you adore
Then there'll be one less set of foot
steps on your floor in the mornin'
Well, there'll be one less set
of footsteps on your floor
One less pair of jeans upon your door
And one less voice of talkin'
But tomorrow's a dream away,
Your silver tongue has turned to
clay and your golden root to rust
Well, honey, if that's the way that you want it,
well, that's the way that I want it more
And there'll be one less set of footsteps on your
Well, there'll be one less set
of footsteps on your floor
And one less man to walk on
One less pair of jeans upon your door
And one less parcel talkin'
But tomorrow's a dream away,
Your silver tongue has turned to clay
And your golden root to rust
if that's the way that you want it
And there'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the morning
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