Hands of the clock, they make their way,
dreams of being with you, slowly drains away.
Before the skies cleared, they were gray,
My emotions on me, they just seem to weigh.
Trying to forget, trying to stray,
yet these history, they just stay.
the mistakes made, the price to pay.
unfulfilled dreams, I am in dismay.
Thoughts of you, haunts me every day.
Trying in vain, but I'll never be okay.