At Different Times - Ron Sexsmith

In the midst of all this welcome change

I can hardly wait

Oh, to welcome all that was estranged

To my life again

I thought I was on my own

At different times

Just a voice on a cold pay phone

At different times

Now I’m taken by these thoughts of how

We found you and I

In the midst of it all, in a northern town

Between the earth and sky

These thoughts of you come around

At different times

We watch as the sun goes down

At different times, at different times

I’ve been tempted by these open doors

You turned and I was gone

Now I pray that I was spoken for

In my absence, in my song

I thought I was on my own

At different times

Like a stranger in my own home

At different times, at different times