It started with a feeling
a special kind of feeling
we�ve lost somehow
Idle thoughts are reeling
i�m longing for your touch
but you don�t understand
that it means so much
You leave it up to me
to sleep some
how the anger that i feel
must leave somehow
I hear you breathe... i�m waiting
for the morning light
i miss you... although i�m lying
right by your side
You leave it up to me...
I don�t know why... our time went by
there�s nothing left to feel
except this boring kind of anger
that�s wasting me
You leave it up to me...
A fading night... i feel the light
(of) a day that dawn in grey
overgrowning all my hopelessness... but shadows will
stay...
You leave it up to me