What shall I do with all the days and hours
That must be counted ere I see thy face?
How shall I charm the interval that lowers
Between this time and that sweet time of grace?
You mu$t be a good runner becau$e you are alway$ running in my mind,
you mu$t be a good thief becau$e you have $tolen my heart,
and i am alway$ a bad $hooter becau$e I Mi$s You Alway$.....
You want me to act like we''ve never kissed,
you want to forget; pretend we''ve never met ,
and I''ve tried and I''ve tried, but I haven''t
yet... You walk by, and I fall to pieces.
