It's driving me crazy
Right out of my mind
I question which commitments
will stand the test of time
What if things end
Like they have before
Should I give up on the battles
White flag the whole war?
Saturday, January 1, 2011
if only...
if only i could just remember
the words of our love song
they were once like second nature
when we used to sing along
now its hard to hear the music
or pick up on the beat
only a part of me remembers
and so i tap my feet
and they go...
tick tock tick tock
like the cold metal hands in the grand hall clock
just tick tock tick tocks
echoing down the halls, the ticking never stops
through the silence it calls, to me ever so soft
our muted love song
it ticks
and it tocks
if i could only just remember
the words of our love song
i might again hear the melody
ive been missing for so long
i might just hear the music
re-find the harmony
i might fall back in love with you
and you in love with me
but its hard to hear the music
or pick up on the beat
only a part of me remembers
and so i tap my feet
and they go...
tick tock tick tock
like the cold metal hands in the grand hall clock
it just tick tock tick tocks
echoing down the halls, the ticking never stops
through the silence it calls, to me ever so soft
our muted love song
it ticks
and it tocks
the words of our love song
they were once like second nature
when we used to sing along
now its hard to hear the music
or pick up on the beat
only a part of me remembers
and so i tap my feet
and they go...
tick tock tick tock
like the cold metal hands in the grand hall clock
just tick tock tick tocks
echoing down the halls, the ticking never stops
through the silence it calls, to me ever so soft
our muted love song
it ticks
and it tocks
if i could only just remember
the words of our love song
i might again hear the melody
ive been missing for so long
i might just hear the music
re-find the harmony
i might fall back in love with you
and you in love with me
but its hard to hear the music
or pick up on the beat
only a part of me remembers
and so i tap my feet
and they go...
tick tock tick tock
like the cold metal hands in the grand hall clock
it just tick tock tick tocks
echoing down the halls, the ticking never stops
through the silence it calls, to me ever so soft
our muted love song
it ticks
and it tocks
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