An End to It All

We could stay up all night
Pretending we are new
And we could spend some time talking
About the quality of time
Just as the waters will rise and fall
There is an end to it all
Having a ghost in my bed
Doesn’t that make me a little bit dead
Spending each dime on a cure for my head
Is killing the time that we think that we have
We could stay up all night
Pretending we are new
And we could spend some time talking
About the quality of time
Just as the waters will rise and fall
There is an end to it all