It was one of those summer things
our voices they were trembling
And you worry, Don't worry....
It will be over soon
Our whispers seperate us from Day to night
Mixed signals become confusing
But you use them to pass the time
Don't pass the time
I Bet it hurts, I Bet you'll try to pretend that you're fine
Its 4 in the morning you call to say to me "I miss you more."
Now I'm worried, yes I'm worried cause it will be over soon
Our whispers seperate us from Day to night
Mixed signals become confusing
But you use them...To Pass the time
Don't pass this time.
Feel what's right my Angel, Feel what's right my Angel, My Angel.....
Get it Right.
And you got this far
still he's got your heart
and your're torn apart
no you weren't smart
'Cause I Bet it hurts, I Bet you'll try to pretend that you're fine.
