Time ticks by so fast, so slow

no one knows just where it goes

we wonder why it flys by so

then to think "oh man it's slow"

Sitting here I now ponder in thought 

things that could have been, would have been, and aren't

loves I missed, the touches, the kisses,

dreaming about what might be one day

wondering if my mind is at bay...

As time passes by I grow older so we say,

my soul grows weary, lonely & bored

wondering long if time is lord.

I think not, so this I say,

my mind keeps dreaming, my soul at play

I am master of my life tis true,

some days it's hard, my feelings so blue.

Sitting here thinking, he's on my mind...

wondering about the things soon coming in time.