Lyrics:

Time held its breath

A motionless spell of rapture

Across the room

A 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 ask 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 slow hours of morning

As I lay you down
I heard you whisper me 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 ask 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