Copper Largo

The rain falls on the window pane (mmm)

Tracing paths of quiet grace

And the clock

ticks slow in this empty room

Leaving shadows in their place

Oh,

let the world

spin fast outside

We have all the time in the world (all the time) To

watch the hours turn to gold

A cup of tea,

a faded book (ahhh)

And your hand in mine to hold

No need to speak,

no rush to be

Just warmth against the winter

cold

(dum, da-da-dum)

We have all the time (mmm-hmm)

Just you

and me