Pictures painted on the window, Telling stories of story telling, Catching kisses that you've blown away. Smiling in the wind before this time becomes another day. Catch me cause I'm falling but don't worry... I'm not falling to fast. Your Words, your presence, the reality of your sentence... Time will slip and time will be forgotten. In time, won't you catch me before I hit... before this slips away. Before I have to say the words I have to say. Like a rabbit in the magic hat Your pretend that the rabbit will always come back A tear of sadness, overwhelming tears of joy The day will come when today is done. Your lips keep secrets I've been trying to figure out They sometimes slip, and are carried into my mouth... A journey that saved me but killed me the same The unwalken path between love and your name... The rattling of emotions that are shaded by trees... The time we kill with those kisses in the breeze... Catch me cause I'm falling... Time to worry and time to reflect Time to imagine that you're about to take a big step. Tumbling down the stairs, tripping over your feet. The future will take you down if you don't think before you speak. Endless wonders of what could be. Endless thought of you, without the thought of me. Slowing time to watch this show. But time is time and it can't be controlled. The picture on the window is becoming faded and The kisses from your mouth become outdated Frustrated by the facts you tell lies through your mouth... "And she's crying" I said to my friend with the hat, She's crying forever cause her rabbit won't come back. Next time I told her I'm not going back But back is forth and forth is back If the rabbit is white will he jump out of the hat? "Let her cry" he said, "She'll understand some day." If I let her cry today, can I make her smile another way. A pillow in the case or a penny in your hand Close it up and alone she'll stand. I hate how you say you love me. I hate how I won't say I love you If love could take us to tomorrow Then tonight will be the flower in full bloom. But the reason isn't answers But a questions in a guessing game. Spin the wheel of fortune and land it on your name. Fortune countered by bad timing Missing the hand on the clock Take my hand in time and in time we'll move this rock. Take this stroll I will I said I'll take this time to clear my head. Tripping lazy visions of visions from the bed Carrying lust to feelings for your pleasure can't be dead. So catch me, I asked her one last time, catch me when I fall. I;ve been failing for forever and now the ball must roll Tired of this confusion, Tired of my illusions, Playing with your head. I asked the rabbit for the answers after I followed him all day. He said had none to offer that the answers lie in graves. ***