Patterns Falling into place Words becoming sounds Try to hide the changes in your face We made our share of sunlight Wouldn't listen to the rain But morning came too soon And took away the moon Tomorrow there will be
Just me and patterns Now it seems to be The skies Are always those that hang around with me I find myself avoiding Silent feelings we have known The songs that we have sung Suddenly become The string around my finger That reminds me love has gone
Your words are kind But eyes don't play There's nothing more that you can say Your footsteps down the hall repeat The pieces fit too well The pattern is complete