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i walk across Storrow to the water i thought i'd watch Boston wipe the sleep from its eyes and as the sun comes up over Cambridge i look around and find that there's no one i can share this with i've got your number in my pocket but i don't think i can call it, ever cause i feel like i'd start to frequent these walks alone at the break of morning if i did this all starts to feel so typical there are things that i hope and the things that i know when its you and the city at 5am these thoughts tend to flutter and there's no way to stop them i'm just waiting for the sun to come up i'm not sure what exactly happened it seemed alright until it vanished with those words and i remember how your body felt and how hours later i could still smell your skin i got your number in my pocket but i'll never call it Songtextecause i don't htink i should i couldn't stand to start to frequent these walks alone at the break of morning while everything seems... it all starts to feel so typical i wanted to stay but i knew i should go when its you and the city at 5am these thoughts tend to flutter and there's no way to stop them i'm just waiting for the sun to come up Aus Songtexte Mania