Mosiac

The mosaic's made of tiles

Jagged bits of glass and stone

The picture is a puzzle

If the pieces all aren't shown

The meaning is unknown



I see traces of a pattern

In memories I can't erase

As I conjure up an image

Of a different time and place

I search for your face



In incremental moments

In broken bits of time

Looking for the pieces I left behind

If I could only turn back the hands of time

I'd go looking past your eyes

To the corners of your mind



Your smile just held a fragment

Of the mystery you hide

I never found the secret

Of what you held inside

I never tried



In incremental moments

In broken bits of time

Looking for the pieces I left behind

If I could only turn back the hands of time

I'd go looking past your eyes

To the corners of your mind