The story, your story
Bringing me a life of secrets, kept
A reason, your reasons
Why the love of our fathers, mothers left
Focus on walking through my time
Stepping to the side
Hopefully the children will overtake us
Our smiles remain, then theirs
The movement of mannequins is awkward
The movement of your time is easily on my mind
Conversation comes from beyond the lips
Encounter is a miracle
This is how we see eye to eye
This is conception, misconception