I guess I'm gonna go to bed tonight and blind myself again like every night, To lie and say I don't mind To be a slave of Time. Yeah, I'll rest up and sleep tonight to silence this mellow weeping heart Saying I only wish to hold you This, and every night.
Because you know well What it is that we want We want to have each other in our arms, But we fight so desperately to do things right That we give way to cursed Time.
I guess I'm gonna go to bed tonight Not to linger with this in mind, To rest assured in what is right and not listen to what we want. Yeah, I'll rest up and sleep tonight To silence this mellow weeping heart Saying I only wish to hold you, Wish I'd cuddle, kiss, and hug you - But I reply with "Not tonight."
You know well What it isΒ that what we want. We want to have each other in our arms, But we fight so desperately to do things right and give in to this curse of Time.
This is an old poem I found on my computer, from 09. I changed up the order a little to make it feel knew again. But it really doesn't.