4 AM, and words mean nothing
No need to drive the sleep from my eyes
When there's none coming tonight
Two hours thirtyfive minutes 'till the sunrise
And the prayer callers from towers cry
Entreating us to have a better life than we have, all this time
But for the time being
I'm happy to entreat the blue moon that streaks her eyes back into mine
And tell her not to end this night so soon
The first of four when we stopped running for a while
And I told you stories of dreamers and heroes
How I could be anyone by escaping into my mind's eye
But I'd never say I was into you
Only hope that you'd want me to somehow know what I was thinking
And tell me that it'd be allright
4 AM, and words meant nothing
You looked so small as you ran off again into the distance
And all I could feel from this missed chance is happy
For there was a chance to miss at all
When you're watching the snowfall, I am outside
Underneath your window I'm untied here
On some white night would you let me in, could you help me
To find a way back to the place where you first helped me
Cause when you're watching the snowfall, I am outside
Underneath your window I'm untied here