Don’t be in such a rush,
It’s starting to make my body ache.

I see you,
And you don’t seem to be coping any better.

You’re burning out,
You’re wearing thin,
Running low,
My love,
You’re simply running out.

And I move around,
Trying to get comfortable
With the situation we are in.
Trying to slow time down,
So I’ll have enough to waste.

This view,
It’s unique,
But it gets so boring
So quickly.