Diane

Guster

The secrets that we keep

We say them in our sleep

and wrestle down our souls if we would speak

I watched you board a train in the London rain

and waved bye-bye as you slipped out of view

Diane

We'll make it out together

In your dreams when the smile now comes,

you're mumbling words with a lazy tongue.

We lie together when we say its love,

who were you just thinking of, Diane?

Diane

Diane, I don't say it, but I know you know

The theme returns so deep

and visits us in sleep

to define the you and I as we

So we pass the time and occupy our minds

and close our eyes and hope that we'll be fine

Diane

We'll make it out together

And I may leave in time you'll see

I'll come right back for you