Sometime At This Time

First

How to get away with what I started?
If I could just drift away as if nothing happened.

It seems that the hole has gone deep
The more I pull away, the more I am pushed in a steep.

I am drawn to you even more each day,
Hoping I can soon break away

But I know this too shall pass
And the thing would come along
Where I can say "I belong"
And I will have my time a love that would last.