There’s quite a bit of magic
In the way that you look
The way you look at me when you’re sad

We freeze time, a photograph
I see you doused in the blue morning light
I’m untied, I can’t go back
I’m sure it’s nothing personal at all, though

Showers when the sun is out
Fallin as the years turn backwards
I don’t wanna wake you up
But you been driving me to distraction
And I reckon I’ll get by
And I reckon I’ll get lost
And I reckon when it rains that it pours
Waiting on your pillow talk
Tell me all the dreams you been havin

There’s quite a bit of silence
I think I know it by heart
Think we’re silent parallel lines

And the moonlight shining back down on yesterday
And the moonlight shining slips through tomorrow’s arms