Flight of the Crows

Please, you must excuse me

I cannot help but think I've overstayed my welcome

"Please", she said

It's hardly a bother

The company's quite nice on crimson nights like these

Then he exits to the street below

Knowing he has no intention to return

Well, I think that I've gotta go and I don't know why

But I need you to promise that you won't cry

'Cause you'll be fine, and so will I

So, just let the thought of me die

And please let me know

Let those old memories go

Feed me to the crows, please

Understand that I will find a brand-new life

My golden second try

Suddenly, in the mirrors of the windows that night

He found the man before him had died

Well, I think that I've gotta go and I don't know why

But I need you to promise that you won't cry

'Cause you'll be fine and so will I

So, just let me out of your mind

In the morning you'll learn I disappeared off into the night so quietly

That your love for me will vanish too