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I love him,
He loves me
But there's something in our way
a future I'm sure you will see.
I think about him every day
I feel him drifting away..
like he's falling down a hole
I try to get him to stay
(insert fraze that rhymes with hole)
I wonder what will happen to us.
If I shall get hit by a bus.
I would prefer me instead of him
because I love him understand?
I wish he could see inside my mind
then he could know that time
is not an object in my life.
I have all the time I want.
Wrapped up in a giant swirl.
He will know sooner or later
that my feelings about him are becoming greater and greater
Or maybe he will never know
Until I am buried beneath the snow.