Time
Time
Time runs
a bit dusty, a bit hasty
when I want it to slow down
and savour each moment
when I am with you
It's what you do
that makes me feel
that way
Time slows
a bit rusty, a bit sleepy
when I want to be with you
feel your smile
see your breath
the color of your hair
It's what you do
that makes me feel
the way you do
I've never heard your voice
Never felt your hand around mine
just once, my hand brushed against your fingers
as I returned the pen you'd dropped
As if you noticed.
It's just what you do
that makes me feel
the way you do