Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Time Heals, artist - Peter Hammill. Album song Over, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
Time Heals |
| Thinking back, it seems that I Can lie beside you as I never truly did, |
| In afterglow — |
| No afterwords at all. |
| Only writing love songs when it’s gone and dead; |
| Only paying words out: strings of half-forgotten sentiments… |
| I mean… |
| I meant… |
| I never really quite could say the way it was. |
| The first time that we met I said 'I bet that she’s the one', |
| But I was talking to myself then, as always. |
| As time went by our steps entwined, unwritten lines drew taut |
| And I tried to find a way to make it all safe… |
| Into the play — what a production! |
| - |
| Into the days and ever more suction: |
| You hold me close, but hold me farther |
| Away from yourself — I make me a martyr, |
| For pain and love go hand in hand… |
| And hand in hand go you and my friend, |
| You are his and I am yours and just cannot evade you; |
| My days a dream, my nights unseemly, |
| Stolen moments all I live for, |
| But theft is no way to persuade you |
| To come with me, leave him behind you; |
| My hurtful eyes try to remind you |
| It’s all I can do to keep from screaming |
| 'I love you, I love you!' |
| - I wish I was dreaming, |
| But the steps we take all leave footprints… |
| Sooner or later the whole thing will be blown: |
| You will leave him or I’ll be left here, alone. |
| Either way someone loses someone |
| But I won’t mind that, I just would quite like to know |
| Who we love the most — I guess that’s ourselves. |
| The days are strange, at night we’re strangers, |
| Lie in bed and lie inside our heads, |
| We come no closer than as dancers. |
| Your eyes are change, your presence danger, |
| Won’t look me in the face and yet you |
| Kiss and make up the answer |
| To all the questions that fly unanswered, unreasoned — |
| Death in the sky, death in the season. |
| If you leave me now, it might nearly kill me… |
| Remember me? |
| Remember we three? |
| It all seemed so important at the time, |
| We came so close to wrecking all our lives, |
| And now it’s all just song lines. |
| Time heals, |
| Time heals — |
| Oh, but I still bear the weals. |
| Thinking back, it seems that I Can lie beside you as I never truly did, |
| In afterglow — |
| No afterwords at all. |
| Only writing love songs when it’s gone and dead; |
| Only paying words out: strings of half-forgotten sentiments… |
| I mean… |
| I meant… |
| I never really quite could say the way it was. |