Time after Time

So, we've been home for almost a week. And, today I found myself telling my campers (journalism camp) that I take the same flowers "time after time." Imagine waiting a whole year for your subject to reappear. This is what I do! Most times, I have a photograph in my mind the second and third year. Sometimes I lose interest. But these words today brought to mind Cyndi Lauper's melodic song below.

Time after Time

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
and think of you
caught up in circles confusion--
is nothing new
Flashback--warm nights--
almost left behind
suitcases of memories,
time after--

sometimes you picture me--
I'm walking too far ahead
you're calling to me, I can't hear
what you've said--
Then you say--go slow--
I fall behind--
the second hand unwinds

chorus:

if you're lost you can look--and you will find me
time after time
if you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting
time after time

after my picture fades and darkness has
turned to gray
watching through windows--you're wondering
if I'm OK
secrets stolen from deep inside
the drum beats out of time--

chorus:

if you're lost...
you said go slow--
I fall behind
the second hand unwinds--

chorus:

if you're lost...
...time after time
time after time
time after time
time after time