Time

I began to believe it was serious, you and me Like the lines of the streets so straight in this whole city I was scared, I dreamed of grey How it would come into your hair Someday your touch would change, you might look away I thought time moved in with us too and it was only me and you Every day became its messenger, its frame You don't care, no it's not your way you smile You made a joke that I don't know when to laugh When to think, when to ask "Is it all on the line or is it all in my mind?" I said, "This is love, we'll go through all the stages" You said, "My love, this song - do you hear all the changes?" When it's all on the line, when it's all in my mind There's light, colours that come through In the afternoon on the walls red lit of our quiet living room Sometimes we brush past one another like brothers Cool and casual with one another Again I touch your hand for the first time in forever The first line, the first letter