We come alive,
To start the Journey of life,
Destined to face many a strife,
Meant to die and go to the afterlife.

Time is my master they say,
It's what brings old age,
And dictates all change,
To race with it is both unwise and strange.

Yet if I were to choose,
I'd take the chance to get loose,
Escape from time's grasps,
And exist for as long as freedom lasts.

Time will stop for me,
And I wont have to watch my parents grow old,
Or my little dog grow weak.
Ain't it nice, no more worries.

Yet time stops for no one,
It's a fairy tale dream i know,
Yet still a noble dream to dream.
So I'll hold on cause I'm afraid,

And I wish time would stop for me...