Alone I stand here waiting for a contribution
Not to steal my flow from me
Bubbles up from all these struggles
Threads stands between you and me
Stole this melody from inside my head
Bleeds with a yearning
To find this perfect time and setting
As the sun turns a blood thirsty red
There's no time for apologies
Stern looks of regret
Someone said that time
Was holding on to you and me
These cards my hand a losing bet
Before escaping my responsibility
That lay at the foot of my bed
Everyday to remind me
Times lost things I've said