a close up of a white marble surface

I know a place where a soul is shining
deep in her eyes, the light...the timing
the restless hours of darkened reason
there’s no escape, my heart’s in season

shifting sands and solid motion
a simple dance of love’s devotion
and when we touch it screams like thunder
fill my days and nights with wonder

(Chorus)
time
is painting the shadows of space
with rhyme
and reason losing the race

turn
the corner and touch the sky - it’s your fate...
as we learn
what real love can do
it can take us
Without A Trace

here late at night the clocks are turning
I’m like a book the pages burning
I hear your heartbeat in between the raindrops song the notes are short, the meaning is so strong

when the world is so cold
and when the young have grown old
I’ll reach and I’ll feel you near me
then I’ll know the angels hear me

(Chorus)
time
is painting the shadows of space
with rhyme
and reason losing the race

turn
the corner and touch the sky - it’s your fate...
as we learn
what real love can do
it can take us
Without A Trace

Without A Trace

© 1992 Bob Lee