Time

The Whitlams

It's been some months and here she is again

In the room where we did it all

Careless reminders of another girl staying here

Are hard to ignore



She don't feel jealous no, she just feels strange

Time is doing well by us



Beautiful when love fades slowly

And we talk with the ease of old

Later on, cooling down slow

Nothing between us solved



Our love is fading, but how could you tell?

It's killing the pain, sparing the love

It's doing well by us



Time

Time

Time is doing well by us



It's been some months since she came around

Lying where she used to lie

She's so beautiful I could eat her

Been some months, making me love too slow

Making me love so, so long