Texty: Ainjel Emme. Songs To Pass The Quiet Hours. Withering City Lights / Receiver.

I remember the heat, the glow on the street
In those withering city lights
Around 6am when the day began
And we'd been up and out all night
I remember your face and the way that you'd say
I was the first thing to make you feel calm
Since trouble had moved through your life and laid waste
To everything you'd counted on

In the moonlight so blue, all the world was with you
And I looked on with trembling eyes
Thinking, ?How could I turn from the sweet and slow burn,
I could stay here and love you for life?
But it wasn't my fate, you assured me that day
That I'd never have you for my own
So I tried to hold on by just playing along
But I knew I'd have to go it alone
Alone

I am receiving you
I turn the dial, but somehow you always bleed through
I am receiving you
I know it's too late and I can't look back
But somehow I can't seem to tell my heart that

Hard to believe that it's done
Won't say it's the end of the road
Just headed down two different streets
We both gotta go
I may be weary but I will grow wise
I'll wipe the dust of old dreams from my eyes
And see the new love that I'm moving to
Each step that I take away from you

I am receiving you
I turn the dial, but somehow you always bleed through
I am receiving you
I know it's too late and I can't look back
But somehow I can't seem to tell my heart that

(Thanks to Rebecca for these lyrics)