We're been runnin' away from,
Somethin' we both know,
We've long run out of things to say,
And I think I'd better go.
So don't be gettin' excited,
When you hear that slammin' door,
'Cause there'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin'.
And we've been hidin' from somethin',
That should have never gone this far,
But after all it's what we've done,
That makes us what we are.
And you've been talkin' in silence,
Well if it's silence you adore,
Oh, there'll be one Less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin'.
Well there'll be one Less set of footsteps on your floor,
One Less man to walk in,
One Less pair of jeans upon your door,
One less voice a-talkin'
But tomorrow's a dream away,
And today has turned to dust,
Your silver tongue has turned to clay,
And your golden rule to rust.
If that's the way that you want it,
Well that's the way I want it more,
'Cause there'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin'.
Well there'll be one Less set of footsteps on your floor,
One Less man to walk in,
One Less pair of jeans upon your door,
One less voice a-talkin'
But tomorrow's a dream away,
And today has turned to dust,
Your silver tongue has turned to clay,
And your golden rule to rust.
If that's the way that you want it,
Well that's the way I want it more,
'Cause there'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin'.