Without Warning
© M. Hart 2010 (ASCAP)

Bent down, too late to ask
Crawling through your latest past

Long before something breaks it cracks
But not when it shatters like glass

Can’t make a sound
Watching it all crash down
At three in the morning
Without warning

You stand there like I might put up a fight
But I’m all alone with the streetlights
Come back to me, won’t you dear?
You have no idea what it’s like in here

Long before something breaks it cracks
But not when it shatters

Can’t make a sound
Watching it all crash down
At three in the morning
Without warning