Wednesday, September 08, 2004

Sep2004 Vacation

Five days is all i got
each passing minute like a speeding bullet
spend each second not wasting any of it
hurry, hurry time is gold
now im a believer
of this old saying
i love to stop the clock from ticking
so it'll be forever like this

now its time to leave
i fight back the tears
tried not to be sentimental
but when i look at their eyes
sadness is what i see
tears and promises
"i will always be ur baby"
"i will be what u wanted me to be"
leaving them is hard
but i know that i have to

i bid goodbye its time to leave
when i look back i feel sad
i wanted to go back
just give them one last hug
but its time to move on
have to be strong
to meet their promises

alone in my room
weeping and reminiscing
the fleeting time we spent together
the laughter, the stories
be strong, be brave
time will pass by

another year of longingness
another year of sadness
wait for the time again
to go back and be with them