The Slow March of Time Flies by lyrics

Friday night in early fall Your hair was wet and darker blonde No one home, just you and me That's heaven when you're seventeen Photos fade like memories The music stays, the color leaves Like water on a piece of wood Some of it sinks in for good Well, how could I have known That twelve years on down the line I'd be singing to your picture In my mind? I can't quite recall the man I was, it seems I blinked, and now he's me When did all thеse just-the-other-days turn into distant mеmories? While you're searching for a rhyme, the slow march of time flies by From time to time, I hear your name And look you up to stoke the pain You got a dog, just like you said Glad something went the way we planned I can't quite recall the man I was, it seems I blinked, and now he's me When did all thеse just-the-other-days turn into distant mеmories? While you're searching for a rhyme, the slow march of time flies by