The Killing Time

If I could take away the memories

Of all the things I used to be

The price we pay for all the miles apart

An emptiness inside our heart

And I wait for love

But it's not enough

 

Too many words unspoken

The comfort fades

The silence breaks me down

A tragic type of sound penetrates my mind

I can't escape the killing time

 

And in my dream I saw you standing there

Your face a ghost, an empty stare

I never meant to shut you out of my life

Confused, I was a broken child

And I wait for love

But it never comes

 

Too many words unspoken

The comfort fades

The silence weighs upon

A tragic type of calm that invades our lives

We can't escape the killing time

 

I know there's no starting over, but what if we try

One word at a time can breathe new life

So I wait...