Atkin-James
Time and time again within my solitude
She's there as if it were that very night
Her cotton gingham gown floats frail and free
And fabulous as petrol on the sea
The sheer destruction of a beam of light
Time and time again, time and time again
And time again within my solitude
Time and time and time and time again
Time and time again
There and then again I learn my loneliness
Has linked me with a life I'll never share
The ways that she was lovely must remain
Unnumbered as the spaces in the rain
They fill my thoughts as sunrise floods the air
Time and time again, time and time again
And time again within my solitude
Time and time and time and time again
Time and time again
Now and now alone I search my memory
I lacked the time to think about her then
But now she leaves me time and time again
Time and time again, time and time again
And time again within my solitude
Time and time and time and time again
Time and time again