It is a narrowing It is a shrinking And there's a danger of overthinking It was everybody getting tired of drinking Every night There was a little left to believe in Which is how I really knew I should be leaving... I should be leaving Now I should be leaving We were clever then We talked forever then And the night of our invention it would never end There was a parting And there was sorrow It was impossible to picture it tomorrow It was necessity And it was instinct And the pattern underneath It kept repeating Kept repeating Kept repeating It's just how I really knew I should be leaving... I should be leaving Now I should be leaving Oh and it was everything Oh and it was just a way to keep from waking up Hello Which is why I had to go Which is why I should be leaving Which is why I had to go Am I delibering? Am I delivering? Am I offering the blanket And you're shivering? Is it a play without the passion? Is it the endless repetition of inaction? Is this a christening? Or there's a crisis We can get together then And say how nice it is Is it torment? That depends Which is how a really knew I should be leaving... I should be leaving Now I should be leaving Oh and it was everything Oh and it was just a way to keep from waking up Hello Which is why I had to go Which is why I should be leaving Which is why I had to go What do you know?