I was in some timeless place, timeless face, my embrace.
Held empty air and empty space, all on a sunny day.
She lived by the bounding main. To Baltimore, I took a plane.
An East Coast lady lit my flame all on a sunny day.

I was in some dreamless sleep where angels watch as lovers leap.
Some of them landed on their feet, living the lifeline straight.
She was like the breath of spring when flowers grow and robins sing,
keeping me from the pouring rain all on a summer's day.

There's a lifeline that I know and it holds me back and lets me go.
Whatever I do, I don't live my lifeline straight.

So it goes as lifetimes pass, from heart to mind and back again.
My restlessness becomes a flame, letting my lifeline show.
She stood by the boundless tide, afraid to ride, afraid to hide,
letting her conscience be her guide, needing a lifeline so.

I was in some aimless state where lovers meet while angels wait.
With gifts of time, they hesitate all on a sunny day.
She lived by the bounding main. To Baltimore, I took a plane.
An East Coast lady lit my flame all on a sunny day.

There's a lifeline in my soul and it holds me back and lets me go.
I'm in love, so I've been told, letting the lifeline stay.
I've got a heartline in the air, and if you listen for me, you'll find me there.
Whatever I do, I don't live my lifeline straight.