If there is time spread out like endless sheets
Why do I move so urgently?
And if you and I will eventually love again
Why the time between that I just cannot stand?
If it's written in the cards
If it's aligned up in the stars
Things will unfold themselves in a world as large as ours
Maybe the cosmos is waiting for us
And the beating drives the heart
Maybe we're wishing on long dead stars
And they're wishing on us
And the radio waves reach out to them faintly
Some days you're there for the beating
Some days the world will cradle you in its arms
But of course!
In a world as small as ours