One Less Set Of Footsteps
We been running away from
Something we both know
We've long run out of things to say
And I think I better go
So don't be getting excited
When you hear that slammin' door
'Cause there'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor
In the mornin'
And we've been hidin' from somethin'
That should have never gone this far
But after all it's what we've done
That makes us what we are
And you've been talkin' in silence
But if it's silence you adore
There'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor
In the mornin'
Well, there'll be one less set of footsteps on your floor
One less girl to walk in
One less pair of jeans upon your door
One less voice a-talkin'
But tomorrow's a dream away
Today has turned to dust
Your silver tongue has turned to clay
And your golden rule to rust
If that's the way that you want it
That's the way I want it more
Well, there'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor
In the mornin'
Well, there'll be one less set of footsteps on your floor
One less girl to walk in
One less pair of jeans upon your door
One less voice a-talkin'
But tomorrow's a dream away
Today has turned to dust
Your silver tongue has turned to clay
And your golden rule to rust
If that's the way that you want it
That's the way I want it more
Well, there'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor
In the mornin'
Well, there'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor
In the mornin'
Something we both know
We've long run out of things to say
And I think I better go
So don't be getting excited
When you hear that slammin' door
'Cause there'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor
In the mornin'
And we've been hidin' from somethin'
That should have never gone this far
But after all it's what we've done
That makes us what we are
And you've been talkin' in silence
But if it's silence you adore
There'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor
In the mornin'
Well, there'll be one less set of footsteps on your floor
One less girl to walk in
One less pair of jeans upon your door
One less voice a-talkin'
But tomorrow's a dream away
Today has turned to dust
Your silver tongue has turned to clay
And your golden rule to rust
If that's the way that you want it
That's the way I want it more
Well, there'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor
In the mornin'
Well, there'll be one less set of footsteps on your floor
One less girl to walk in
One less pair of jeans upon your door
One less voice a-talkin'
But tomorrow's a dream away
Today has turned to dust
Your silver tongue has turned to clay
And your golden rule to rust
If that's the way that you want it
That's the way I want it more
Well, there'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor
In the mornin'
Well, there'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor
In the mornin'
Credits
Writer(s): Jim Croce
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