At 10 past 9, a feeling that's hard to define
I pass you by and wonder what you have to hide
So I get drunk enough to care
I stare as I'm waiting to find her

At 10 'til 1 and I've lost track of everyone
My friends are gone; there's no one here to rely on
And all that we share, we breathe the same air
You take my hand and there's no turning back now

And when I wake up you're wearing makeup
You are leaving everything that we had behind
It doesn't make sense but it makes no difference
The way you looked at me made it feel all right

So I lay in bed knowing I've been so misled
Just let it go; tomorrow I won't let it show
It's never too soon to meet again
In the wind I am floating like paper
It's 10 to 1

And when I wake up you're wearing makeup
You are leaving everything that we share behind
It doesn't make sense but it makes no difference
The way you looked at me made it feel all right

When I wake up you're wearing makeup
You are leaving everything that we shared behind
It doesn't make sense but it makes no difference
The way you looked at me made it feel all right

Composição: Wintergreen