A glance slips like a grain

Alone

What’s it worth?

Together

Passionate stares amount to everything



And it’s missed

Too late

Too late

Too much time spent

In wait

And now another listens

To those golden heartbeats



So close

He was

So now

It’s killing her

Like hands replace by a knife

If she’d known

How close

She’d hold him

If she’d known

Not to be afraid

Because anything that could’ve happened?

Couldn’t have been as devastating

As the end of waiting.



Closes their eyes

Letting fate up to anything

Now she holds herself and sways

“Just another lost chance...”

Another glance

“Slipped away...”

Another moment passed

Before the final dance