Snow falls on the city,
white on white.
It's the color of hope,
on an unforgiving night.
You kissed me into ruins,
sin on sin.
Now I've got to love your love letters,
written on my skin.


I can't tell the stars,
from the downtown lights.


If I said I was truly over you,
my heart would say "amen".
But I'd give in to the cold caress of 2 A.M.
If I admit I can't get used to this,
will my heart break again.
As I fall, into the waiting arms of 2 A.M.


Someone's scratchy music through the walls,
sirens waving through the streams,
I must have missed your call.
I'm gathering up these nights,
black on black.
I know your voice like it's my own,
and it makes my heart go slack.


I can't tell the stars,
from the downtown lights.


If I said I was truly over you,
my heart would say "amen".
But I'd give in to the cold caress of 2 A.M.
If I admit I can't get used to this,
will my heart break again.
As I fall, into the waiting arms of 2 A.M.


Ooo la la la ohh.
I'm a live.
Ahh oo oo oo.


If I said I was truly over you,
my heart would say "amen".
But I'd give in to the cold caress of 2 A.M.
If I admit I can't get used to this,
will my heart break again.
As I fall, into the waiting arms of 2 A.M.
Of 2 A.M.