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Love, i can't forget your name...or your naked frame (so skinny).
In moonlight you bathed
You know memories last...with those photographs
That you know i still have
God knows that i am falling apart; no it's not healthy...no good for my sanity.
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast when i'm in bliss.
The trouble with time is...it lingers on a rain-swept kiss.
The trouble with time is...it takes too long to let this go.
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast, it moves too slow.
Love, i remember moonlight...like the pale white of your skin beneath those coloured tights.
And love, i remember your breath warm against my neck.
And the taste of your lips as they pressed.
God knows that i am falling apart. oh why should i care when there's nothing real there?
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast when i'm in bliss.
The trouble with time is...it lingers on a rain-swept kiss.
The trouble with time is...it takes too long to let this go.
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast, it moves too slow.
God knows that i am falling apart; no it's not healthy...no good for my sanity.
God knows i am falling apart. oh why should i care when there's nothing real there?
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast when i'm in bliss.
The trouble with time is...it lingers on a rain-swept kiss.
The trouble with time is...it takes too long to let this go.
The trouble with time is... it moves too slow.
