the days have past away
the hours sink one at a time
now as we try to stay awake
wander across the Wonderline
I can see the side of your face
right through the ever crowded course of replay
in spite of the different times, in spite of our different lives
now I can hear the sound of your voice
ring through the emptiness from here to far
if only we realized, instead we are asking why
the days have past away
the hours sink one at a time
and if we collide along the way
wander across the Wonderline
ooo...
when all this turns out to be
ooo…
a simple redesign
I can see the side of your face
but truth is everything has fallen apart
if I could hear what you had to say
then would we be aboard a different line
in a distant time?
the days have past away
the hours sink one at a time
and if we collide along the way
wander across the Wonderline (that underlies)
ooo...
when all this turns out to be
ooo…
a simple redesign
the days have past away
the hours sink one at a time
now as we try to stay awake
wander across the Wonderline (that underlies)
the days have past away
the hours sink one at a time
and as we go by we'll soon relate
wander across the Wonderline
ooo...
when all this turns out to be
ooo…
a simple redesign
