He was worn and out of date, least it felt that way of late. Hadn't been himself
Forgetting words, he always knew, little things he used to do. Why he couldn't tell
Though he'd often find it, used hang along the hall
Dog-eared still life, just like yesterday, he thought
Just the way we looked in that photograph, it's hard to bring myself to look away
Why'd that time have to go so fast, in about an hour, our separate ways, will be 2 years to the day
Since the day that two turned one, in the Autumn setting sun, he travelled on alone
Questioned reasons all the time, though one never comes to mind, the greener grass he knows
Just the way we looked in that photograph, it's hard to bring myself to look away
Why'd that time have to go so fast, in about an hour, our separate ways, will be 2 years to the day
She was laying wide awake, to be in bed for most the day, familiar refrain
A muffled voice began to grow, one she'd met but didn't know, leaving for his train
As she heard the door swing closed, she knew he didn't feel like home
And wondered how she'd ever break the news
And how, she'd ever think of loving someone else
When years had never changed the one her heart held
Just the way we looked in that photograph, it's hard to bring myself to look away
Why'd that time have to go so fast, in about an hour, our separate ways, will be 2 years to the day