Every seven years, they say
Is all the time it takes your skin to change
Cells to grow, divide, your surface re-arranged
Every seven years, it seems
Have pulled the rug out from under me
The song I thought I knew, the steps, the harmony
Did I lose my way?
It's hard to say, the only constant is change
It melts away the things I thought would always stay
The things I thought would always stay
Only seven years
That's all the time it takes for love to fade
People come, stay awhile, then go their separate ways
Of all the things you said to me
I most recall out on the balcony, said
"You're too intelligent to ever be happy
It's not a compliment
I just can't picture it
Like Steve Jobs in love, I know you well
You don't suffer fools at all
Don't suffer fools at all
So it's just a myth
Facts are made then misinterpreted
It's not a comfort but the little deaths you live
Are adding up
Catch me in the light
You might see through me if the mood is right
Chrysalis to grow into something that I like
A work in progress
Check back on me when I spread my wings and fly
I'll say goodbye to the things I left behind
I'll take my time
I'll take my time
I'm doing fine
