You're standing in the mirror I'm watching you get dressed Your voice is soft and certain As you fumble with the buttons on your chest And as the rain falls What's outside comes in The space between us no longer dividing And would I waste your time If I gave you mine ♪ You're laying on the bed, eyes upon me I can hear your voice through the mirror, speaking wordlessly And as the record slows, the silence surrounding I can feel the room shift like a door in time opening ♪ And I wonder to myself What will come next? Walking in the evening streets Thoughts thin like air Stuck in this record of time Like a conversation going nowhere