I realize, as the seconds pass
Dismally, this day won’t last
Inevitably, time flies away
Tell me, how long should I stay?
Another night, another year?
Is this really what you want to hear?
Rather, should I simply depart?
With glassy eyes, a broken heart?
I just can’t tell, I just can’t read you
Am I the sort of girl you wish to accrue?
It’s getting late, already night
Do you wish me away from your sight?
Maybe I’m wrongfully distraught
And you’re content with what I’ve got
In which case, I’d be very thrilled
Time with you, is time fulfilled