Melee Time For Lovin'
Can I ask you for the time?
You see I've got this feeling that I've lost you.
It transcends reason and rhyme.
To make me kick myself for losing out on you.
All the clocks stop ticking
While the planets collide,
And the sun has burnt its last poor heart to ashes.
Darkness isn't so bad.
But I'll miss you while you are gone.