How long? How long, babe?
Tell me now. How long should I stay?
Should I keep believing in this love?
It's pulling me right down.
It's hard... and you could say it's hard to speak.
And harder to sleep at all... don't wanna dream.
Cause when I dream at all, you always leave.
You always leave it all, and hit the ground running hard.
And you could say it's hard to speak.
These cold nights have wrapped their hands around me so many times,
I find myself forgetting what it's like having you around.
It's hard... and you could say it's hard to speak.
And harder to sleep at all... don't wanna dream.
Cause when I dream at all, you always leave.
You always leave it all, and hit the ground running hard.
And you could say it's hard to speak.