(waves and seagulls and stuff)

Here’s a memory, a mystery, the story of Another me
In another life, he threw the dice and re-wrote history

Chorus:
He’s out there in her arms right now,
cuz he found out the hours aren’t for wasting
sitting at home, staring at the tube when there’s nothing on.
And just before the blooms turned brown,
he took a death defying leap of madness
she turned around.
He managed a word before he hit the ground.
Could be just a fantasy or another you, another me.

Here’s a thought to you, a dream in blue. Is there a chance you dreamed it, too?
In another time, she knew his mind and then it all came true

Chorus:
They’re dancing in the rain right now,
cuz he found out the hours aren’t for wasting
sitting at home, staring at the wall when the day is done
And just before the train left town,
she emerged from where she had been hiding
he turned around, managed a word before he hit the ground
Could be just a fantasy or another you, another -

Bridge:
Our hero managed the words that I could never say to save myself
I can trace the places he graced in a big red book that I keep on the shelf.
They’re just a lifetime span away . . . . . .

Chorus:
He’s out there in her arms right now,
cuz he found out the hours aren’t for wasting
sitting at home, staring at the tube when there’s nothing on.
And just before the blooms turned brown,
he took a death defying leap of madness
she turned around.
He managed a word before he hit the ground.
Could be just a fantasy or another -

dancing in the rain right now,
cuz he found out the hours aren’t for wasting
sitting at home, staring at the wall when the day is done
And just before the train left town,
she emerged from where she had been hiding
he turned around, managed a word before he hit the ground
Could be just a fantasy or another you, another me.
Another time, another place, another you, another me.