I held something. I felt something When you went away, it wouldnt go away I dont mind, because For the time being I still find Meaning and I keep seeing More more more more Opening another door, time will heal the wounds And it couldnt happen soon enough I made up my mind, because What Im finding isnt what Im looking for I took the time and I asked Why it isnt the same As it was before Not for long, just walking along With theme feelings growing strong Different directions with no elections I feel its going to be alright No more self hate, with one relation always settled in my mind Theres never early, theres never late, theres really no such thing as time
isnt, mind, election, there, time