Peter Salett

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

Do you want to know
If everything glittering
Will turn into the gold
I see in your hair
I feel it could be there
Somehow, tonight


And do you want to find
Something worth saving
The change would do me right
Cause i've been just waiting
And hesitating
With this heart of mine


You're still a mystery
But there's something so easy
In how you're sweet to me
I feel completed
Like it's something I needed
For this heart of mine


There's always something so tragic
About a hopeless romantic


So though we cannot know
If everything glittering
Will turn into the gold
I'm through with waiting
And hesitating
I want you taking
This heart of mine
Heart of mine
Heart of mine