Thinking back it seems that I

Can lie beside you as I never truly did

In afterglow -

No afterwords at all

Only writing love songs when

It's gone and dead;

Only paying words out: strings

Of half-forgotten sentiments

I mean

I meant

I never really quite could say the way it was

The first time that we met I said

'I bet that she's the one'

But I was talking to myself then as always

As time went by our steps entwined

Unwritten lines drew taut

And I tried to find a way to make it all safe

Into the play - what a production -

Into the days and ever more suction:

You hold me close but hold me farther

Away from yourself - I make me a martyr

For pain and love go hand in hand

And hand in hand go you and my friend

You are his and I am yours

And just cannot evade you;

My days a dream my nights unseemly

Stolen moments all I live for

But theft is no way to persuade you

To come with me leave him behind you;

My hurtful eyes try to remind you

It's all I can do to keep from screaming

'I love you I love you ' - I wish I was dreaming

But the steps we take all leave footprints

Sooner or later the whole thing will be blown:

You will leave him or I'll be left here alone

Either way someone loses someone

But I won't mind that I just would quite like to know

Who we love the most - I guess that's ourselves

The days are strange at night we're strangers

Lie in bed and lie inside our heads

We come no closer than as dancers

Your eyes are change your presence danger

Won't look me in the face and yet you

Kiss and make up the answer

To all the questions that fly unanswered unreasoned -

Death in the sky death in the season

If you leave me now it might nearly kill me

Remember me

Remember we three

It all seemed so important at the time

We came so close to wrecking all our lives

And now it's all just song lines

Time heals

Time heals -

Time heals -

Oh but I still bear the weals

Oh but I still bear the weals

Oh but I still bear the weals

Thinking back it seems that I

Can lie beside you as I never truly did

In afterglow -

No afterwords at all

Only writing love songs

When it's gone and dead;

I'm only paying words out: strings

Of half-forgotten sentiments

I mean

I meant

I never really quite could say the way it was

Time Heals (2006 Digital Remaster) - Peter Hammill