Slow Pace Of Time

I find it hard to just compare to
The way that you love me, you love me
That's all that I had ever asked
But in time you realize the violins have stopped playing at the bottle's end

Yet it lingers on and finds its way through
Maybe I won't be, won't be
All that I could've been
But each time it begins to rhyme
I pick up my things declaring it's the end

Here it comes, here it comes, don't let it blow you down
Here it comes, here it comes to overtake you now

I find it hard to just confront you
Lately I don't see, I can't see the kindness that you always have
It's still mine, but I hope that time
Will heal the wounds of the past

And here it comes, here it comes to blow you down
Here it comes, here it comes, don't you hear it sound?
Here it comes, here it comes, you just stand around