Empty Streets

The city feels clean this time of night

Just empty streets and me walking home, to clear my head

I know it came as no surprise

Am I'm affected more than I had guessed, on what was said?



If this love is not meant to be,

If the heart's not ready to open

If we make it I won't see it's broken



If this love is not meant to be,

If the heart's not ready to open

If we make it I won't see how it's broken



It's the quiet time before the dawn

And I'm half past making sense of it, was I wrong?

Should I think to give it all,

In a world where not much ever seems, to last long?



If this love is not meant to be,

If the hearts not ready to open

If we make it I won't see it's broken



If this love is not meant to be,

If the hearts not ready to open

If we make it I won't see it's how broken



If this love is not meant to be,

If the hearts not ready to open

If we make it I won't see it's broken



If this love is not meant to be,

If the hearts not ready to open

If we make it I won't see it's broken



If this love is not meant to be,

If the hearts not ready to open

If we make it I won't see how it's broken



How it's broken.

How it's broken.

How?