So now we have all this technology
to send apologies
that swim inside our heads
so words are bouncing off satellites
through the lonely night
landing right inside our hands
but words are nonetheless romantic
so cross the Atlantic in some virtual cry for help
it's been one more Summer,
one more season,
one more Winter by yourself
write it, write it, write it down
(I will read it when your days don't move so fast)
write it, write it, write it down
(it's the story of a thousand seasons past)
So replicate those memories
in a diary
on a nightstand by your bed
along to the old theology
of all the mysteries
locked away inside your head
because it looks like I missed this
another Christmas, another birthday, another land
one more Summer,
one more season,
one more Winter without a cent
write it, write it, write it down
(I will read it when your days don't move so fast)
write it, write it, write it down
(it's the story of a thousand seasons past)
but words are nonetheless romantic
so cross the Atlantic in some virtual cry for help
it's been one more Summer,
one more season,
one more Winter by yourself
write it, write it, write it down
(I will read it when your days don't move so fast)
write it, write it, write it down
(it's the story of a thousand seasons past)
write it, write it, write it down
(I will read it when your days don't move so fast)
write it, write it, write it down
(it's the story of a thousand seasons past)
to send apologies
that swim inside our heads
so words are bouncing off satellites
through the lonely night
landing right inside our hands
but words are nonetheless romantic
so cross the Atlantic in some virtual cry for help
it's been one more Summer,
one more season,
one more Winter by yourself
write it, write it, write it down
(I will read it when your days don't move so fast)
write it, write it, write it down
(it's the story of a thousand seasons past)
So replicate those memories
in a diary
on a nightstand by your bed
along to the old theology
of all the mysteries
locked away inside your head
because it looks like I missed this
another Christmas, another birthday, another land
one more Summer,
one more season,
one more Winter without a cent
write it, write it, write it down
(I will read it when your days don't move so fast)
write it, write it, write it down
(it's the story of a thousand seasons past)
but words are nonetheless romantic
so cross the Atlantic in some virtual cry for help
it's been one more Summer,
one more season,
one more Winter by yourself
write it, write it, write it down
(I will read it when your days don't move so fast)
write it, write it, write it down
(it's the story of a thousand seasons past)
write it, write it, write it down
(I will read it when your days don't move so fast)
write it, write it, write it down
(it's the story of a thousand seasons past)