I am always waiting
for time to pass
as if I have it to throw away
I tell myself to hurry
so the minutes won't last
but time has nothing to say
except you don't really know
what time is all about
the only thing I know
is that it's running out
I am always waiting
for night to fall
so I can go to sleep
lie in my warm bed
where I can crawl
and dreams are mine to keep
except I'm awake
my mind will not rest
these nighttime thoughts try hard
but they are not my best
I am always waiting
for the world to turn
time is racing fast
I look forward
to my future
but I see it becoming the past
except I'm alive
right here, right now
I want to live in the present
but I don't know how
I am always waiting
for time to pass
as if I have it to throw away
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