Last Days Of April Making Friends With Time
time, thought I'd make friends with time
that's something that I would't mind
to make friends with time
fear, whoever came too near
whoever made me feel like
I could love my whole life
it's only you, it's only you,
it's only you, it's only you,
it's only you
arms, how I hate autumn arms
around my throat until I choke
breathe in and breathe out
night, when I trade day for night
when everything seems alright
I break through thin ice
it's only you, it's only you,
it's only you, it's only you,
it's only you
