It’s a scratch on the skin It’s a tear in the screen The first burn of the drip of the sip as the dream’s going down Crack in the wall Just a spot on the sun The first pool of the seam of a dream as it’s coming undone You’re not gone I feel it coming on
It’s the peel of the paint It’s the tug of the sleeve It’s the kiss that you miss by the train is leaving town You’re not gone But I feel it coming on
I don’t know where, why, or how you say goodbye But it won’t be long And I feel it coming on
So pretend you’re asleep Keep me at bay ‘Cause you don’t wanna touch, wanna talk, you just say nothing’s wrong But I feel it coming on
I don’t know where, why, or how you say goodbye But it won’t be long ‘Til the storm blows in And the whole dam breaks ‘Til you’re standing there Saying what you said you never said
It’s the stop of a heart It’s the drop of a tear It’s the words on the tip of your tongue that I don’t wanna hear You’re not gone But I feel it coming on It won’t be long But I feel it coming on