Time will always be going
Just a dreading emptiness nothing
There is nothing in my power to stop all this,
But I don't know that if I could, if I would, I have to admit.
The idea of staying still
Frozen forever in a dusty mist,
That sounds like a frightening experience for the people that matter.
The ones who have so much to live for,
The ones that have a plan.
The ones with a gold platter
But to me,
Frozen in time with you without fear of letting you go.
I have to say, it tears me every time.
Maybe this onces
I will let myself be selfish.
Only if you let me be so.
