[Verse 1]

The truth of love has found me out

Is holding sway like waves of doubt

Will raise the tide and find my bed–

A tipping boat beneath my head

[Verse 2]

The turn of time, a mirror ball

And it floods a weather in through this hall

Like voices climbing from the street

Of lovers just beneath my feet

[Refrain]

Oh, find your way, however found

But maybe we’re better bound

[Bridge]

Into you, my spirit goes

I hand it over like a rose

Fading, breaking at its side

Dying as it opens wide

[Refrain]

Oh, find your way, however found

But maybe we’re better bound

[Verse 3]

The thread of this long afternoon

It finds the eye of this dark room

To stitch both time and love somehow

To you, beneath my head just now

[Coda]

But maybe we’re better bound