The mosaic's made of tiles
Jagged bits of glass and stone
The picture is a puzzle

If the pieces all aren't shown
The meaning is unknown


I see traces of a pattern
In memories I can't erase
As I conjure up an image

Of a different time and place
I search for your face


In incremental moments
In broken bits of time
Looking for the pieces I left behind


If I could only turn back
The hands of time

I'd go looking past your eyes




To the corners of your mind


Your smile just held a fragment
Of the mystery you hide
I never found the secret

Of what you held inside
I never tried


In incremental moments
In broken bits of time
Looking for the pieces I left behind


If I could only turn back
The hands of time

I'd go looking past your eyes
To the corners of your mind