Downtime

There was a time when I was uncluttered

In my mind and my heart and my soul were fine

I would sit with Alan and have a smoke

But I didn't smoke so I usually choke

Alan and I would talk about life

We never really kissed, never stayed the night

Now I'm twisted into a perfect knot

The pace is a maze and I'm totally caught

I will meet you in Downtime

Has become a crime

I'll be waiting on Downtime

Why is it a crime?

We'd write till three in our reverie

We liked simple things

He saw the art in me

So I saw it in myself

Was a woman of wealth

Had no money just Alan and me

Now I work all day and I think all night

In a complicated life will I ever get it right?

Yeah I'm twisted into a perfect knot

The pace is a maze and I'm totally caught

I will meet you in Downtime

Has become a crime

I'll be waiting on Downtime

Why is it a crime?

Downtime has become a crime

I'll be waiting on Downtime

When will we be fine