Strike once with an open fist One hand counts the things you'll miss Never good at holding secrets And once or twice a flight risk When good men count the hours They always pass so slow Good riddance slips But I'll miss it when it's gone Arm's length to pass When I see you're going strong Losing my grasp From holding on too long Are you still waiting Keeping track as the score lays Looking for a pattern in the Straight lines set in place Don't you ever worry You're missing something Does the world get blurry When you can't trace everything Bad luck sets in But it won't stay around too long Arm's length to pass But distance makes the heart grow fond Sentiment grabs To keep from moving on Good riddance slips But I'll miss it when it's gone Arms length to pass But the space between feels wrong Losing my grasp From holding on too long Arms length to pass But I'll miss it when its gone Arms length at last But I'll miss you when you're gone Miss you when you're gone Miss you when you're gone