End of the Hall Letra

And my feet are dangling

When I think that I know something for sure
I'm usually wrong
There's nothing here to be careful of
I'm just sick of it all

Summer's coming
Spring is almost gone
I can feel the ending
Before I start the song
It's almost gone

I walk down your street
And think about her
My shoes are too tight
And my fingers burn

When I get really sick of myself
I go to sleep
I stack up the magazines in a neat pile by the door
Then I sleep some more

Summer's coming
Spring is almost gone
I can feel the ending
Before I start the song

I'll keep running
God knows for how long
I can feel it coming
It's almost gone