Slow Pace Of Time

I find it hard to just compare to

The way that you love me, you love me

That's all that I had ever asked

But in time, you realize the violins have stopped playing at the bottle's end

Yet it lingers on and finds its way through

Maybe I won't be, won't be

All that I could've been

But each time it begins to rhyme

I pick up my things declaring it's the end

Here it comes, here it comes, don't let it blow you down

Here it comes, here it comes to overtake you now

I find it hard to just confront you

Lately, I don't see, I can't see the kindness that you always have

It's still mine, but I hope that time

Will heal the wounds of the past

And here it comes, here it comes to blow you down

Here it comes, here it comes, don't you hear it sound?

Here it comes, here it comes, you just stand around