You're standing in a corridor 
Where our paths never seem to cross
The hands of the clock meander
The conversation devolves 
Our timing is always off

My time, your time

But we sense the love 
Inside the hearts
Of those we're out of sync with

I meet your gaze
From a great distance
Over and over, we fail and then forget
I want to tell you what I'm thinking
Each time we disconnect

My time, your time

A couple out of sync
Finds love in each other's hearts
Finds love in each of their hearts

You're standing in a corridor 
Where our paths never seem to cross
The hands of the clock meander
The conversation devolves 
Our timing is always off

My time, your time

A couple out of sync
Finds love in each other's hearts
Finds love in each of their hearts
Whose love is this?