Grey weather, just fool me, just tell me I'm right   despite the careless words you say, I'm always keeping faith   chart the numbers, see a trend...we are moving in place   despite your lack of blowing over, I'm always keeping faith      And you'd say, this is not the time for goodbyes   it's too late   you'd say, this is not the time for goodbyes   it's too late   it's too late      In the bright light of morning, map the last leg of the trip   I call on you to catch me as I'm coming over that bridge   through the mind-fog of the beach and the cracking concrete   the broken wings of reverie leave me always having faith      And you'd say, this is not the time for goodbyes   it's too late   you'd say, this is not the time for goodbyes   it's too late   it's too late