When you fall,

Out of sight,

I slip back in my mind.

 

And I see a long game to play –

The cruelest of loves,

That’s been found and then displaced.

 

Though it’s not a way to spend your days –

Tracing out memories of a broken vase.

 

No it’s not a way to spend your days,

But it’s a longwinded way of saying that,

That I love you.

That I love you.

That I love you.

That I love you.

 

When you fall,

Out of line,

Just slip back in your mind,

And you’ll hear a song, singing plain –

Proof that love has found a home in this place.

 

Though it’s not a way to spend your days –

Rebuilding memories of a broken vase.

 

No, it’s not a way to spend your days,

But if you want it,

Here’s my way of saying that,

That I love you.

That I love you.

That I love you.

That I love you.