Time is a human construct, and you were below the waves
Time after time, July was in her eyes...
But if you lie, you lie to your soul.
Your soul: let it fly.
I remember the rainy days in Chinatown
Oh, I hope you'll be okay...
Time after time, July was in her eyes...
But if you lie, you lie to your soul.
All we're offering is a chance to be loved