The days that are slow
Are the same ones I hate
Too much time to think
Mind quickly gains weight

I think of the past
And then think ahead
I'm done with this day
I'll sleep now instead

She was like music,
and I longed to dance.

Her heart was the beat,
and I begged for the chance.

Her words were the vocals,
and I was put in a trance.

Her smile was the melody,
and I fell in love at first glance.