On and on

I want you to say
But you’re not saying anything anyway
And surely the silence comes again
And I’m left wondering

What is something I said
Or someone else
That turned you off?
Something I’m sure
I’ll grow to regret
As we move

On
On
I just want you to hear this
To hear this

Counting the leaves on summer trees
They’re drifting down
And surely silence comes again
We’re out of time
So out of time

What is something I said
Or someone else
That turned you off?
Something I’m sure
I’ll grow to regret
As we move

On
On
And I
And I
And I
On
As we move on
I just want you to hear this
To hear this