All the unsaid words that I might be thinking
And all the little signs that I might give you
They would not be enough
No they would not be enough
So we nod over coffee and say goodbye
Smile over coffee and turn to go
We know the drill and we do it well
We love it, we hate it
Ain't that life
Ain't that the curse of the second hand
Ain't that the way of the hour and the day
If I weren't so alone and afraid
I will not have loved enough
Will not have loved enough
If we could see with wiser eyes
What is good and what is sad and what is true
Still it would not be enough
Could never be enough
So we nod over coffee and say goodbye
Bolt the door it's time to go
Into the car with the radio on
Roll down the window and blow the horn
Ain't that the curse of the second hand
Ain't that the way of the hour and the day
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Lyrics submitted by Isabella.