In The Passing

Some time in the passing

I called your name, I looked your way

Somehow without knowing, I changed your name

I tied my lace

I don't want to lose it, God I miss feeling your breath

On the back of my neck

And I don't want to call it

Baby I'll never be sure of it, but I'm cured of it

Every other poison I've watered down to keep around

And only now I'm hearing the clearest sound

And I've watered down

I don't want to lose it, God I miss feeling your breath

On the back of my neck

And I don't want to call it

Baby I'll never sure of it, but I'm cured of it

Baby, turn your eyes

It's nothing tonight

I've got another crush

To carry me

Wish that I could lose it, but God I miss feeling your breath

On the back of my neck

I wish that could call it, and baby I'm almost sure of it

That I could be cured of it