Time held its breath
 motionless spell of rapture
 Across the room
 memory had been captured

 And through the years
 Though distance lay between us
 I carried your torch
 To illuminate the darkness

 And I still lose myself
 In that orange glowing moment
 When your upturned face
 Seemed to answer all my questions
 But when I asked myself
 As I do from time to time now
 Where it all went wrong
 Is there really any point in making plans?
 In making plans?

 So I made my vows
 In the last low hours of morning
 As I lay you down
 I heard you whispering a warning

 But then we lost ourselves
 In that orange glowing moment
 And your upturned face
 Seemed to answer all my questions
 But when I asked myself
 As I do from time to time now
 Where it all went wrong
 Is there really any point in making plans?
 In making plans?

 And I still lose myself
 I still lose myself
 making plans