There was a time
That could have been ours
Yet like the sand in the hourglass
We let it slip away
It may have been nothing
A problem
A mistake
Our undoing
Now to me you mean everything
And I mean nothing
We can’t control the clock’s hands
I can’t bring back those hours
And now I wait
Hoping somehow, one day
I will be yours
Nov 14, 2016
Nov 14, 2016 at 8:22 PM UTC
There was a time
That could have been ours
Yet like the sand in the hourglass
We let it slip away
It may have been nothing
A problem
A mistake
Our undoing
Now to me you mean everything
And I mean nothing
We can’t control the clock’s hands
I can’t bring back those hours
And now I wait
Hoping somehow, one day
I will be yours