Six Week Holiday

I felt your eyes on mine
As I stole communion wine
You took my hand in yours
And cried at my sad palm lines
September came too fast
Much quicker than the last
Time is a Catherine Wheel
I'm always spinning back.

I heard somebody say "our future
Is laid out like a six week holiday"
I was still young enough for true love
Far too scared to ask; too shy to touch

Reading my almanac
I'm always dressed in black
Colour is in the mind
Spectrums and myriads

I heard somebody say "all blue skies
Dissolve and melt behind our tired eyes. "
Do you still remember time we misspent?
A feeling that you thought you would forget

I heard somebody say "our future
Is laid out like a six week holiday"
I was still young enough for true love
Far too scared to ask; too shy to touch
And I heard somebody say "all blue skies
Dissolve and melt behind our tired eyes."
Do you still remember time we misspent?
A feeling that you thought you would forget