We've been runnin'
Away from somethin'
We both know
Long run out of
Things to say
And I think
I better go
So don't be
Gettin' excited
When you hear that
Slammin' door
For there'll be
One less set of
Footsteps on your floor
In the morning
And we've been
Hidin' from somethin'
It should've never
Gone this far
But after all
It's what we've done
Makes us what we are
And you've been
Talkin' in silence
Well if it's silence
You adore
Well there'll be
One less set of
Footsteps on your floor
In the morning
But it'll be one less
Set of footsteps
On your floor
One less man
To walk in
One less pair of jeans
Upon your door
One less voice
Of talking
But tomorrow's
A dream away
And today has
Turned to dusk
Silver tongue
Has turned to clay
And your golden road
Of rust
If that's the way
You want it
Well that's the way
I want it more
But there'll be one less
Set of footsteps
On your floor
In the mornin'
Well there'll be
One less set
Of footsteps
On your floor
One less man
To walk in
One less pair of jeans
Upon your door
One less voice
Of talking
But tomorrow's
A dream away
And today has
Turned to dusk
Silver tongue
Has turned to clay
And your golden road
Of rust
If that's the way
You want it
Well that's the way
I want it more
Well there'll be
One less set of
Footsteps on your floor
In the morning
Well there'll be
One less set of
Footsteps on your floor
In the morning