Love, i can't forget your name...or your naked frame (so skinny). In moonlight you bathed You know memories last...with those photographs That you know i still have God knows that i am falling apart; no it's not healthy...no good for my sanity. The trouble with time is...it moves too fast when i'm in bliss. The trouble with time is...it lingers on a rain-swept kiss. The trouble with time is...it takes too long to let this go. The trouble with time is...it moves too fast, it moves too slow. Love, i remember moonlight...like the pale white of your skin beneath those coloured tights. And love, i remember your breath warm against my neck. And the taste of your lips as they pressed. God knows that i am falling apart. oh why should i care when there's nothing real there? The trouble with time is...it moves too fast when i'm in bliss. The trouble with time is...it lingers on a rain-swept kiss. The trouble with time is...it takes too long to let this go. The trouble with time is...it moves too fast, it moves too slow. God knows that i am falling apart; no it's not healthy...no good for my sanity. God knows i am falling apart. oh why should i care when there's nothing real there? The trouble with time is...it moves too fast when i'm in bliss. The trouble with time is...it lingers on a rain-swept kiss. The trouble with time is...it takes too long to let this go. The trouble with time is... it moves too slow.