Empty Streets

the city feels clean this time of night just empty streets
and me walking home to clear my head
i know it came as no surprise
i'm affected more than i had guessed on what was said
if the smile's not meant to be, if the heart's not ready to open
if we make it i won't see it's broken
if the smile's not meant to be, if the heart's not ready to open
if we make it i won't see how it's broken
it's the quiet time before the dawn and i'm half past making sense of it, was i wrong?
should i claim to give it all ** in a world where not much ever seems to last long
if the smile's not meant to be, if the heart's not ready to open
if we make it i won't see it's broken if the smile's not meant to be, if the heart's not ready to open if we make it i won't
see how it's broken how it's broken...