I pray to god every single day,
to build me a time machine and let me fly away.
let me take my words back,
and fix this awful feeling-
i just keep looking back and thinking,
"why did i ever say those words???"
i know it was my voice and mouth but it was not my mind...
i could never say those words to you,
my heart far too kind-
the days without you are long
and the nights are very cold-
but i hope yours are colder,
with out me to hold...
but until i have that time machine,
i cant take it back
all i can do is pray you'll start to understand
and one fine day you'll come back
