These days pass through my eyes Like a needle towing wire through a dress And the months go on alike Like the sewn to a quilt that's uneven I wish we could freeze our lives and just hover in our shrine But our minds insist that we don't stay in one place by design If I could stay here by your side Maybe we could escape from time But would we still feel alive? These days insist on change Like the Moon making tides on the beach The waves will always smooth Every rock, every footprint on the shore I wish we could freeze our lives and just hover in our shrine But if the suns and moons persist to move and shift around the sky Then I think it's best we do the same And just treasure these perfect nights I think we'll be all right