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
