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