Our Love Could Have Been An Eternity
As time shakes its evil hand toward me
I know the extent and drop a sorrowful tear for thee
I awaken in the future from a wonderful dream
I call for one last moment with you but the fleeting sands wont deem
My heart drops as I wearily look to the past
Hoping the hands of the hour will make the memory last
To give you and I one perpetual last chance
But the grandfather clock has done its final dance
As I sit and stare at fates face always unkind
Forever clinging to a far hopes key rewind
Learning the pain of being trapped in a moment
The ticks grow louder in the reality of the present
The seasons have turned and changed and I can see
Knowing the age of our love could have been an eternity
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