اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I feel it slipping away
My face is warm and the sky is gray
And although I'm still waiting
I'm anxiously waiting
You’re not a minute too late
I stare at you vacantly
It’s buried inside of me
And I come to your table
And it’s all on the table
But I'm too tired to eat
