I am a relic from long ago,
Trapped in a new age body.
I have been called an old soul,
But these times are not for me.
I belong in an era long past.
Where love meant something,
And you don't rush through things way too fast.
Now love is just a word,
Life is a race,
And even if you scream, you are not heard.
Let me take you back.
To show you things before they went wrong.
Back to my own time, where we both belong.
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 2:11 AM UTC
I am a relic from long ago,
Trapped in a new age body.
I have been called an old soul,
But these times are not for me.
I belong in an era long past.
Where love meant something,
And you don't rush through things way too fast.
Now love is just a word,
Life is a race,
And even if you scream, you are not heard.
Let me take you back.
To show you things before they went wrong.
Back to my own time, where we both belong.