In a Book (Back to Me)

Little words, empty pillow
There's an old man on a hill

There's a little dream, a little whisper
A little dance for you

So damned if you wanted it better
I can't seem to breath
I'll spin you when you're older
And hold you when you're grey

Oh, time can be so rude, can be so rude
When it means the most

So come back slow, come back slow
Won't you come back slow, come back slow

The flower wilted, the notebook stolen
Lost a picture of long ago
So won't you climb down, the roof is broken
I'll catch you if you fall

So damned if you wanted it better
I can't seem to breath
I'll spin you when you're older
And hold you when you're grey

Oh, time can be so rude, can be so rude
When it means the most

So come back slow, come back slow
Won't you come back slow, come back slow

I can't seem to breath
I'll spin you when you're older
And hold you when you're grey

Oh, so damned if you wanted it better
Oh, so damned if you wanted it better
Oh, so damned if you wanted it better
Oh, so damned if you wanted it better

Oh, time can be so rude, can be so rude
When it means the most
Oh, time can be so rude, can be so rude
When it means the most
Oh, time can be so rude, can be so rude
When it means the most

So come back slow, come back slow
Won't you come back slow, come back slow