James Blunt - Sun On Sunday

A silent tear, an empty smile
So insincerely, but so gently in denial
And me the thief, so selfishly
All the moments meant for you, I made them mine

How was I so blind to miss you crumbling inside?
Is it too late now to fix you? Let me make it right!
'Cause there'll be no sun on Sunday
No reason for words to rhyme
'Cause if you're bleeding so am I

A wish for luck, a hesitate
You're hoping I will notice that you're not ok

And me the fool, you turn away
It's only then I feel the wake of my mistakes

How was I so blind to miss you crumbling inside?
Is it too late now to fix you? Let me make it right
'Cause there'll be no sun on Sunday
No reason for words to rhyme
'Cause if you're bleeding so am I

And if I cut you, if I bruise you
The scars are always mine
Cause I love you so to lose you
Would be worse than if I died

How was I so blind to miss you crumbling inside?
Is it too late now to fix you? Let me make it right
'Cause there'll be no sun on Sunday
No reason for words to rhyme
'Cause if you're bleeding so am I