Faded
Words and Music by Bill Stutzman
Saw it shining in a window,
Just like in my dream,
But more perfect than I’d pictured—
Most perfect thing I’d seen.
You get tired of what you’re used to;
I’ve gotten too attached.
Now you’re going to greener pastures
Like this one once surpassed.
All I have is faded and worn around the edges.
I don’t want what I used to–shiny broken pledges.
Now give me just this one thing.
This time it will last.
The happiest of moments—
Is mine already past?
All I have is faded and worn around the edges.
I don’t want what I used to–shiny broken pledges.
And how about you? Will you go too?
Will you shine and will you fade like all things do
When I’m just becoming close to fine with you?
This time will be different.
This time it will last—
That’s what I said the last time,
When it faded like the rest.
All this world is faded and worn around the edges—
rusty moth-balled treasures.
Copyright 2006 Bill Stutzman/Songsmith Stutzman Music