If I could barter time itself
And make the past today,
I'd hand away the future
For parts of yesterday.
If I could trade my happiness
And pluck it from tomorrow,
I'd binge on what you brought to me
To stave off all this sorrow
If I could turn my back away
From my own form of nature
I'd hold the hallowed night away
To have the Sun forever.
*Once the day is done, it's gone;
No touching yesterday.
And only I can salvage smiles
From the wreck I've made.