People are changing
All around us
Honey,
Why can't we ever change?
I see your face
Every thousand days
In my dreams
You come to me
In my worn out sleep
I see myself
by your side
But, you must be blind!
I never get to feel your touch
Every time you pass me by
Time has finally caste Its spell
Of thousand deaths upon me
Baby, I never got to see this world
I never get out of bed
Constantly worrying
About little things said and done
And my sporadic sleep
Surely brings me down
To my knees
Nick Kler
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