What is gonna happen when we look too long?
Driving through the piles of books and old records
And driving places I've never been.
In six months will you even call me a friend?
Through the fall I will hum the same tune over and over again
It reminds me of you
I can try not to think about you
But when I'm in my room,
You are the light coming through the window
Whether or not I want it to
I just want everything to stay like this;
With everything leading me back to you
But what am I supposed to do?
(Time cast a spell on you and you will forget me
I know I could have loved you but you would not let me
I will follow you down til the sound of my voice still haunts you
You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loved you)