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