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
I’m affected more than I had guessed on what was said

If the smile’s 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 claim to give it all
In a world where not much ever seems to last long

If the smile’s not meant to be
If the heart’s not ready to open
If we make it i won’t see it’s broken

If the smile’s not meant to be
If the heart’s not ready to open
If we make it I won’t see how it’s broken

How it’s broken…

If the smile’s not meant to be
If the heart’s not ready to open
If we make it i won’t see it’s broken

If the smile’s not meant to be
If the heart’s not ready to open
If we make it I won’t see how it’s broken

How it’s broken…

If the smile’s not meant to be
If the heart’s not ready to open
If we make it i won’t see it’s broken

If the smile’s not meant to be
If the heart’s not ready to open
If we make it I won’t see how it’s broken

How it’s broken…