She said goodnight, to all the lights that made her seem to glow.
Her hair parades for him to stay but he decides to go.
He makes his way, from a subtle place. Sometimes he says hello.
It takes him days to move her way. She knows it's time to go.

Cause time doesn't go along the way, now she sits right down to find the one man show.
It's a beautiful day. It's time to leave somebody.

The house is bold and so much colder than nights they'd ever known.
She bends her knees and tries to scream and says "It's time to go".
She moves her lips her words are gifts. He stares as she let's go.
And trades a space for her new place in a world she wants to know.

Cause time doesn't go along the way, now she sits right down.
Cause time doesn't go along the way, now she sits right down to find the one man show.

It's a beautiful day. It's time to leave somebody.

It means a lot to find it so easy. It takes a lot to find yourself way down.
It means a lot to find it so easy. It takes a lot to find yourself way down.