So many different plots ,
different storylines .
It's a universal coincidence
if now yours and mine stars align .
Still when you see me again ,
We think we have time ,
How foolish is it to think
that we have time ! 

Autumn leaves and glistening wind chimes ,
It's like we've been too close and yet too far at the same time .
Figuring steps to just play rewind .
How foolish it is now to play rewind !

Broken frames and promises hanging around like a lost souvenir in time ,
I know we both still keep those pictures with different taglines ...
And mine used to  look exactly like yours one time ,
How foolish it is to think yours look exactly like mine this time .

So many different plots ,
And different storylines .
I don't know if it is our destiny or choices which gave us a sign .
To spend like we had all the time .
How foolish to think that we had it all that time .