Morning lingers till the coffee cools my fingers
I’m still hoping for some answers
Floating without knowing
Waiting as the blowing day
Floods quiet through the blinds
Will we make it through this time?

In the space between
This moment and the first concession
I will always be here standing in the doorway
Please don’t say you don’t want to try
I’ll be waiting in the space between

Waking, I can hear the freeway
Like an instant replay
I’ve been trying to forget
I meant to tell you that I’m sorry
Now my hesitation fills me with regret
Will we make it through this time?

In the space between
This moment and the first concession
I will always be here standing in the doorway
Please don’t say you don’t want to try
I’ll be waiting in the space between

In the space between
This moment and the first confession
I will always be here standing in your doorway
Please don’t say you don’t want to try
I’ll be waiting, I’ll be waiting
Please don’t say you don’t want to try
I’ll be waiting in the space between

I meant to tell you how I’m sorry
Now my reservation fills me with regret