Sunday mornings just dont feel the same, I know i have no right to complain, If it takes forever then forever it will take to make things better, I'll never stop holding onto this. The truth of the matter is ive just begun to realise the damage ive done, But its never too late to communicate so sorry of my behaviour of late, And when you get that look in your eye makes me want to cry every time, In a place filled with tradegy theres always hope and we can cope, If were holding onto this. Days are numbered and nights are feared Better start counting untill we disappear. So goodnight and sleep tight its rushing past so fast but it will be all right, Goodnight and sleep tight Holding onto this (whose going along with this) Holding onto this.