Well I don't feel as if I know you
You take
I've been the needle and the thread
Weaving figure eights and
When you refuse me, you confuse me
What makes you think
Watch the sunrise
Say your goodbyes
Off we go
Some conversation
No contemplation
Where you are seems to be
As far as an eternity
Outstretched
I'm full of regrets for all the things
That I've done
Can you see me
Floating above your head
As you lay in
Slow is the memory
I can picture her standin' right in