So the weekend came and went Like so many, not different Sunday afternoon's a memory She was just lying there Sleeping softly in a chair Wandering through my head is a melody I, I'll be a little closer to you A little closer to me And Monday morning comes around The streets will wake full of sound We'll walk ourselves through working days And in the perfect late spring air Before the summer settled in And disappointment changes everything I, I'll be a little closer to you A little closer to me So who knows how it flows Or when it stops, but moments go Not every note's a memory To recall three years hence Just how that Sunday afternoon was spent Walking arm in arm so peacefully But I, I'll be a little closer to you A little closer to me