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Time After Time
Since she left time doesn't have time for my lies
Hours turn into days, and my months keep flying by
There is nothing more lost than a heart in mourning being denied
You can't catch time although a million times I've tried
But time is a wily one, really elusive from beginning to end
He doesn't lolly-gag, he has no time for friends
Being who he is, he was there when the crime was commited
He could be claimed as an accomplice, but that is being omitted
In certain ways he instigated my crimes
Time waits for no one was embedded into my mind
Get it while the getting is good was always my favorite line
Thinking that time was my friend, but that was never in our design
So deceit was use, short cuts had to be devised
A different hair texture, why not change the color of hair and eyes
At one time it was okay to appear older, but now I've decide older isn't needed
Younger is the ticket to romance and work, or is that being conceited
Time impregnated me with ideas of carpe diem, I personally added an after thought
My relationship with time not only siezed today, but tomorrow was also brought
I used time as an alibi to my lies, whenever she asked, I swore that i tried
But there was always a tomorrow as time hurdled forward with the cry
I just never realized that this future didn't include her and me, still acting as one
Or that time had allow me to string myself along just for his fun
As time raced forward I would realize that I was always stuck in my steps
I now had to face the truths of life all by myself, because she and time had both left
Hours turn into days, and my months keep flying by
There is nothing more lost than a heart in mourning being denied
You can't catch time although a million times I've tried
But time is a wily one, really elusive from beginning to end
He doesn't lolly-gag, he has no time for friends
Being who he is, he was there when the crime was commited
He could be claimed as an accomplice, but that is being omitted
In certain ways he instigated my crimes
Time waits for no one was embedded into my mind
Get it while the getting is good was always my favorite line
Thinking that time was my friend, but that was never in our design
So deceit was use, short cuts had to be devised
A different hair texture, why not change the color of hair and eyes
At one time it was okay to appear older, but now I've decide older isn't needed
Younger is the ticket to romance and work, or is that being conceited
Time impregnated me with ideas of carpe diem, I personally added an after thought
My relationship with time not only siezed today, but tomorrow was also brought
I used time as an alibi to my lies, whenever she asked, I swore that i tried
But there was always a tomorrow as time hurdled forward with the cry
I just never realized that this future didn't include her and me, still acting as one
Or that time had allow me to string myself along just for his fun
As time raced forward I would realize that I was always stuck in my steps
I now had to face the truths of life all by myself, because she and time had both left
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