The cold nights
They are longer without you here
Sunny mornings
Are not lit without you here
The moments that should be special
They are not becoming much
any longer

Our pillow
It doesn't smell anymore
And I keep going away
When the night Comes
When the night Comes
When the night Comes

I'm glad I made it
I should be?
I should be?
Should I be rooting for you?
Because I saw the hate you created for me
And dear, I don't want to deal with the consequences

The cold nights
They are longer without you here
Sunny mornings
Are not lit without you here
The moments that should be special
They are not becoming much
any longer

So let the plane take off
Let it become a hit
Do not judge me
It's my way of moving on
I'm finding my peace
Finding my way back
Let me fly

The cold nights
They are longer without you here
Sunny mornings
Are not lit without you here
The moments that should be special
They are not becoming much
any longer