It's not our time, baby

Don't hold me too tightly

You gotta let a good thing breathe

Maybe I'm just afraid

I feel the pull over the sea

But stronger within me

Time's a different thing

For you, man, than for me

When I come up for air

May you be in sight

I won't forget the nights under your skylight

The framing of a dawn

All that was to come

It put me back alongside a living song

Oh, the joy in what's yet to become

I left you in the street

As you went to the patisserie

Taking care of our pretend little family

Oh, to see someone that way

Well, it jolted me awake

A pale fire in the morning

Followed me where I was going

When I come up for air

May you be in sight

I won't forget the nights under your skylight

The framing of a dawn

All that could have come

It pushed me along

It didn't need to become

Become