Stuck at these traffic lights again
Three reds in a row...

What if this isnt good enough
To explain what I have done...

Curtains drawn, we take a bow
Audience echoing why and how...

I take a walk through my time with you
And whispers I only heard...

Uniting the divided and reaching for strings
Combing your hair and clipping your wings...

Blink and I'll be gone
Standing just downwind if the sight of you...

When we touch you shudder
And when we talk you shout...

Waiting at the edge
For my train of thought to come...