[Verse 1]
The truth of love has found me out
Is holding sway like waves of doubt
Will raise the tide and find my bed–
A tipping boat beneath my head

[Verse 2]
The turn of time, a mirror ball
And it floods a weather in through this hall
Like voices climbing from the street
Of lovers just beneath my feet

[Refrain]
Oh, find your way, however found
But maybe we’re better bound

[Bridge]
Into you, my spirit goes
I hand it over like a rose
Fading, breaking at its side
Dying as it opens wide

[Refrain]
Oh, find your way, however found
But maybe we’re better bound
[Verse 3]
The thread of this long afternoon
It finds the eye of this dark room
To stitch both time and love somehow
To you, beneath my head just now

[Coda]
But maybe we’re better bound