From years long gone and memories strung, A ballroom in its prime,We slow danced along to a teenage love song, But we always fell out of time.In those golden days, my heart was ablaze, First time your eyes met mine.But our lust was a phase, it moved and it swayed, And it always fell out of time.Count one, two, three, there will always be, Two dreams that never come back.Count one, two, three, shame we couldn't see, How love can change.Count one, two, three, there will always be, Two hearts that never land.Count one, two, three, shame we didn't see, How love can change.As the years roll by and our memories die, As sway and love does cry,I wish I didn't have to start songs for my sweetheart.Forever we'll fall out of time.Forever we'll fall out of time.Forever we'll fall out of time.Forever we'll fall out of time.