If I caught the world in a bottle
And everything was still beneath the moon
Without your love would it shine for me?
If I was smart as Aristotle
And understood the rings around the moon
What would it all matter if you loved me?
Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still
With a million dreams to fulfill
And a matter of moments until the dancing ends
Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear
Not a solitary thing would I fear
Except when this moment comes near the dancing's end
If I caught the world in an hourglass
Saddled up the moon so we could ride
Until the stars grew dim, Until...
One day you'll meet a stranger
And all the noise is silenced in the room
You'll feel that you're close to some mystery
My old sweater.
It's soft, fluffy and comfortable, I love it to bits. But it no longer fits me. I've grown out of it. It's disappointing, but I can accept that.