time moving on wouldn't be so hard if you weren't standing on the clock.
[metaphor for that one person holding back]
when you tell me the time,
i wonder if you're also counting the days until we can be together.
leave me a trail to follow,
so that one day when i leave,
i will follow you and be the one you love.
the sun shines brightly,
but not as much as the love i have for you.
follow me to the end of time,
because i want to know you're the one who will love me.
holding on to these balloons,
remind me of when we went to carnavals,
and only thought of what game to play next.
sometimes i wish you would grow mature like the sunflowers on my desk.
gheeyyy!