I think I thought so much about losing you
That I never really had you
You spend so much time
When you think you have all the time in the world
I turned you into a conversation piece
And the things you take for granted
Turn out to be the things that you need
I'm timing my breath against
The backbeat of your footsteps
As we walk along cobblestone streets
Arms at our sides, deliberate
Eyes on the ground
Counting down to when we can
Talk out aloud
Move on, steady now
You're letting a good one go
