V: Stare at a photograph
The sight of it makes me laugh
It takes me back to October skies
Flowers in your hair, fire in your eyes
V: Stare at a photograph
The sight of it makes me blue
I think of you and all your silly ways
I think of you my love and long for yesterday
C: Are you going alone this time? Going alone this time?
Have you figured it out this time?
What am I to you?
Are you going alone this time? Going alone this time?
I can’t figure It out this time
What am I to you?
B: In a matter of time it will all be clear
‘Cause you won’t be here any longer
And in a matter of time it will all make sense
‘Cause I won’t be bent I’ll be broken – in a matter of time
V: Stare at a photograph
The sight of it makes me cry
I wonder why the fire went away
I wonder why my love seasons have to change
C: Why are you going alone this time? Going alone this time?
You figured it out this time what I am to you
Why are you going alone this time? Going alone this time?
You figured it out this time. Maybe I will too…
In a matter of time