Where You Go - The Meeting Places

When the pictures on my wall begin to fade

It reminds me of all the mistakes I’ve made

Is it OK to leave them up for show

Am I turning into someone I don’t know

Where the time, where my mind, or where you go

When the hands on your clock weigh down on me

And time for you is something I can’t be

Is it OK to let the seconds go

Am I turning into someone I don’t know

Where the time, where my mind, or where you go

Where you go my love, where you go