The time has come again Slowly walking down the steps To where she would have been If only they were seventeen
Waiting patiently He stood between her fraying seam Hiding from himself As well as everybody else
Without permission His face became wet He thought that he learned How to not get upset From folded notes in envelopes "Meet me beneath the moon" Don't go too soon She went too soon
The time has come again Slowly walking down the steps To where she would have been If only they were seventeen