When It's Over

When it's over I'm coming over We'll drink into the night We'll keep the windows open wide And I'll wake up in the middle And won't believe my eyes To see you sleeping by my side Sometimes when I return to Somewhere after a while I'll take a walk to look around Isn't it arbitrary The little things that change While other echoes are ringing just as Loud as before Waiting to be heard again Names on the door A cup left in the sink What's gonna change? What's gonna change? In the morning we'll take it slow Before we look around We'll just be happy to be hear Then we'll walk out hand-in-hand We'll smile and shake our heads At the funny things that still remain