Love

You're standing in a corridor

Where our paths never seem to cross

The hands of the clock meander

The conversation devolves

Our timing is always off

My time, your time

But we sense the love

Inside the hearts

Of those we're out of sync with

I meet your gaze

From a great distance

Over and over, we fail and then forget

I want to tell you what I'm thinking

Each time we disconnect

My time, your time

A couple out of sync

Finds love in each other's hearts

Finds love in each of their hearts

You're standing in a corridor

Where our paths never seem to cross

The hands of the clock meander

The conversation devolves

Our timing is always off

My time, your time

A couple out of sync

Finds love in each other's hearts

Finds love in each of their hearts

Whose love is this?