My ship sails in
on a cloud of broken promises
it's just not true
not a single word she says
time will tell
whether i can change my ways
it might take years
it might even take always.
Tell me what you see in me
and i'll tell you what i see in you.
Your picture melts
before my tired eyes
and all it leaves
is just a trace of paradise
you'll change again
that's what i've been told
but don't take long
or i might get too old.
Take it easy
but take it slow
for who knows which way next
that wind will blow
time goes by
just as quickly as i want it to
and i'll make out
like i never knew.