[Verse 1] You hold the door, I take my time neither of us names a floor the lights drop low along the corridor and the window turns to a mirror Nothing happens here. Nothing has to. [Pre-Chorus] In the glass you look up first I look down like I dropped something we keep six inches of air and we’ve kept it a long while [Chorus] Don’t say it yet, leave it unsaid say it and it has to go somewhere one of us could tire of this and I’d rather not know who [Verse 2] We take the stairs to make it slow three floors of arms that never brush across the table you say my name and the back of my neck knows first and I answer like it’s nothing and you hear me not say it Nothing happens here. Nothing yet. [Pre-Chorus] You look up, I hold it longer half a second past polite six inches of air between us and someone moves it first [Chorus] Don’t say it yet, leave it unsaid say it and it has to go somewhere one of us could tire of this and I’d rather not know who [Bridge] One of these days One of these days I’ll cross the room and you’ll have half a second to move you won’t move I know you won’t move so make me wait one more day [Outro] The glass goes silver you’re in it, standing there one more day one more day and my hand on the door
