"They met by chance and knew it was fate,
But even they had no idea that it was a little to late,
Their love was a flower starting to blossom,
But it was already destined to fall at the bottom

For he was in a battle she didn't know,
He was swimming against the direction in which the river flows,
He is a clock that runs all day without stopping
She is one of the cogs that keeps him running

But as irony has it,this clock is running out of time
Even though all of its components and gears were fine,
He was already struggling for sometime,
It's sad that this clock is in a race against time

And now the love that was just beginning,
Took a sudden turn,...it started dying;
He was lying about his pain,She was trying to stay sane,
They were both suffering because of God's little game,

And now that the dusk has settled,and everything was clear,
He only felt sadness,even though the end is near;
Tick...Tock, as the clock stops working,
Tick...Tock, She drops on her knees...crying,

Finally the boy is not in pain,he is at peace;
But the girl was broken trying to to fill in the missing piece;
And like the boy did before ,she also cried in pain,
With a heartbreaking reason that is oddly the same,

They couldn't be with each other, this was the truth,
Their love was never gonna bear fruit;
So she says a final goodbye to the boy in the suit,
And their love that was a flower with a poisoned root"