We don’t need to speak
If it’s a secret, it’ll keep
There’s gold frames in your eyes

And I’m minutes too late
All the places that you go
I don’t even want to know
Why spoil this beautiful lie?

I’m minutes too late and I’m falling, falling
And Midnight’s Calling
We’re counting down the stars

Careful not to look too hard
They’re likely to fade from your site
All the colours that you spin
It’s enough to pull me in
And keep me from saying goodbye

I’m minutes too late
And I’m falling falling
And Midnight’s Calling

You’re leaving
You’re Leaving
Come Morning
You’re Leaving
And I’m minutes too late
Midnight’s Calling