Slow Are the Hours

Slow are the hours
Hanging on every word
Return to the moment
When everything turned

Around till we forgot
What started it all
We were talking in circles
Till we were talking no more

I wait in the silence
It holds me till I am still
Then I remember
What started it all

I was playing the victim
And so you played it cool
When all that I wanted
Was to say that I needed you

I wake to the morning
Eyes seeing anew
The light falls upon me
And there's no residue

Of the small candy ashes
With the windy blue
Leaving me and my heart to
Find a way back to you