The hour glass is counting down,
Counting down one speck at a time

She awaits for him, her faraway lover
Watching the lonely ocean
Waves lashing at the shore
Wishing it brought her this love

He is writing these words you read
He is feeling so far from her kiss
Time is moving so very slowly
Each second is agony without her

They are so close, but so far away
Both never knew love could be this way
Now closing their eyes, to feel each others touch
Almost touching now, but still worlds apart

The hour glass is counting down,
Counting down one speck at a time

copywrite Chris Smith 2010
 
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