Текст песни: The Forecast. Exorcise Demons.

'It's getting late and I must be on my way
It's five am and the city's sleeping and I'm not far behind'
'Just stay for one more drink and I will let you go
Because nights like this don't happen anymore'

'Let's talk about all the feelings that we have
Like life, love, pain and regret'
'The only thing I regret is not speaking my mind
And that it's too late to fall back on my word'

Way down deep in our heads we know we can't let this happen
It's Friday night and the city lights are dancing on my eyes
So will you drive me home
Rain pours on the road coast to coast and you'll be home
Unless you call me

If I called and said hello and shared the secrets that I hold
Would you run or stay with me tonight
'My world holds your weight boy, my world holds your weight
You'll be gone in the morning, so call back today'