WINDOWS OF TIME
No time for words
Who am I?
No time to think
Tears of a lover
Drifted and shadowed
No time for the past
Who do I love?
He turns his back
I see the way no longer
Which road to take?
No time for mistakes....
No time for regrets
No time to rest
Never a moment to forget
He turns his back
My arms extended try to reach
He has no time
Has he gone with the setting sun?
No time to wonder......
Windows are caked by dirt
No time to cleanse the amber shadows
He turns his back with the dying sun
No time for my tears
I have simply, no time....
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