Time seems to slip quietly by,
As I lay here, staring straight into your eyes,
The clock doesn't stop for anyone,
And it's too late to apologize.
I let my pessimistic mind take over,
I get torn apart by words and thoughts,
A recording of what was said plays over,
I sit in my room trying my hardest not to sulk.
I get that butterfly feeling again,
when I see the look on your precious face,
Everything seems right for once,
And my world falls back into place.
