One two three four Words that keep on falling From a mountain to my heart Taking them from granted A distant whisper growing in the dark She told me that one day She would have to go away But when I saw her leaving I didn't think she meant today Sisters and their wishes Brothers drinking in the Sunday light Broken chains, paper planes And everything that's ever taken flight She told me that one day She would have to go away But when I saw her leaving I didn't think she meant today An old man standing at an open door Shipwrecked on a sea of hope A million miles to the nearest shore And a million more to go The night it comes crawling And the waves dig in the beach Her voice, it seems so close now But her words are out of reach She told me that one day She would have to go away But when I saw her leaving I didn't think she meant today No I didn't think she meant today