You come around at midnight Like you always do With your coat smelling like rain And somebody else’s perfume We don’t ask the hard questions We don’t speak the truth Just pour another glass of red And pretend we ain’t through Your hands still know me Like they always did But something in your eyes says This can’t last like this We’re living on borrowed time Holding on to what ain’t mine Counting down The cracks between What we were And what we seem We’re living on borrowed time Still calling your heart mine But deep inside I know the truth This love is running out of room Your laughter sounds a little softer Like it’s tired too Like even love gets worn down From carrying what we do I trace circles on your shoulder Like I’m trying to stop the clock But morning always comes too early And leaves us where we’re not You kiss me slowly Like goodbye But neither one of us Can say why We’re living on borrowed time Stealing hours from the night Holding close What slips away Knowing we can’t make it stay We’re living on borrowed time Still pretending you’re all mine But deep inside I know the truth This love is fading out of view Maybe if we’d met before Before the damage Before the war Maybe then We’d stand a chance But now we’re just A last slow dance We’re living on borrowed time And the clock don’t change its mind One more touch One more lie One more reason not to say goodbye We’re living on borrowed time And tonight I’ll still call you mine Even if I know by morning light You’ll be gone... Borrowed time... Borrowed time... Borrowed time... Till the morning comes...
