The Bombadils - Losing Track of Time

The show is over, it's time to wind down
I'm a little tired on the bus into town
You ask if you can join me, coming in from the aisle
There's a softness in your eyes where I could rest a while

I tell you about the one I love, and our sweet baby girl
You smile and say, "I know what you mean, it's love from another world"
I share the times I've felt alone, the times I've felt at home
And I see you seeing me, like a friend I've always known

Some nights the fog rolls in, we can't make out the stars
Tonight, the sky let down its guard
We are specks of stardust, little lights on a vine
Holding on to every minute and losing track of time

You tell me about your demons, you tell me about your dreams
How you moved to the city when you were seventeen
You tell me about the one you love, you don't wanna see her hurt
Your voice gets soft and tender, I feel your love for her

Some nights the fog rolls in, we can't make out the stars
Tonight, the sky let down its guard
We are specks of stardust, little lights on a vine
Holding on to every minute and losing track of time

Light from the street lamps falls through the trees
Like sand through our fingers, scattered by the breeze
Moments like these help me to believe
In a love worth weaving
Into a constellation of every human heart

Some nights the fog rolls in, we can't make out the stars
Tonight the sky let down its guard
We are specks of stardust, little lights on a vine
Holding on to every minute and losing track of time

Written by:
Ben Plotnick, Luke Fraser, Sarah Frank

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The Bombadils

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