Over Time

Lyrics

You won’t smell that flower twice—yellow Susan’s blackest eyes.
You won’t know which hills we climbed over time.
You won’t catch that bit of day bless those beaches by that bay.
You won’t recall feelin fine over time.

Over time seems far away, but over time will come one day.

And you won’t see that drop of rain dance those windows on that train,
Or all the details of that ride—over time.
You won’t see that sliver moon, or hear late night church bells from my room.
You won’t know just how they chimed over time.

Over time seems far away, but over time will come one day.

And you won’t move that way again—your first-time fingers on my skin.
You’ll forget how hard we tried over time.