Time of Life
Im catching the end credits of a life so strange
cant we rewind to the beginning
where did I put the remote?
well i guess, its just the little things
I know i cant just sit and reminis my happy dreams
making things go forward its what im best at
it seems the things that have brought me here
are just crawling around
wanting me to fall
Its definatly not my choice to stay
but it is my choices that change my way
just waiting for my "time of life"
Im feeling short of stable
Copyright © Caitlyn Thornton | Year Posted 2007
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