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
'Cause I'm afraid to try

Keep my hands by my side

I won't come back
I hope some day you'll understand
I want to try and make it right
But don't 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, I'll be gone
When you wake, I'll be gone

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
'Cause I'm afraid to try

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Writer(s): JAMES SUPTIC, MATTHEW PATRICK PRYOR, ROBERT POPE, RYAN POPE