The sky was turning gold
On our way back home
You were talking slowly
About things I don't know
The streetlights flickered on
One by one below
And somehow neither of us
Wanted to let go
A little more time
A little more light
Almost told you
What was on my mind
Almost stayed there
Just a little longer
The night kept moving
But I wished it wouldn't
Funny how the best moments
Always feel too short
We missed another train
Without even trying
Sat there on the platform
Watching people passing by
Nothing really happened
Nothing much at all
But somehow I remember
Every second of it
A little more time
A little more light
Almost told you
What was on my mind
Almost stayed there
Just a little longer
The night kept moving
But I wished it wouldn't
Funny how the best moments
Always feel too short
Maybe some things
Are better left unsaid
Maybe that's why
I still think of them
Almost called you
When I got back home
Almost turned around
Before you were gone
The night kept moving
Like it always does
But something about that evening
Stayed with me
almost
almost
