come tomorrow I'll be on my way back home
in the morning call from a roadside telephone
one night doesn't mean the rest of my life
if I go
it's not impossible
but possible is probably wrong
so let go
ÔÇÿcause I'm afraid to try
I'll keep my hands by my side
I won't come back
I hope someday you'll understand
I want to try
To make it right
but dont' know if I can
Last night everything was right
and the rain was gone
one summer night's the only time we've known
so, shut your eyes
when you wake up I'll be gone