Time

There is so many periods in a day in which time seems to stand still Nothing seems to be moving nor do I, except my mind I get lost in the thought of thinking soley of you Wondering totally about my love are you all right, and how's your health I miss you girl in such a desperate way Need your love or the feeling of it in more ways each and everyday It's as though I'm lost searching to be found Going in circles trying to get out of this cycle A trend I find I'm beginning to hate for it seems I'm almost losing faith There's only one thing I'm sure of this time tomorrow I'll still be in love with you.