Afraid, falling,

Can’t help thinking,

My mind wanders…

Too far away.

Regrets, joys,

First times, last times,

Want to change things, add things,

And sort things out.

I can’t let go,

I won’t let go,

Squeezing your hand tighter

As each minute passes.

Will this be the last time I see you?

Each hour and day flies by,

And the clocks telling me…

To tell you…

But I don’t want to.

If I do, it will be the end.

But I have to tell you I love you,

And I don’t want to say Goodbye.