Time is fate's design, to rule what happens within its line.

When I met you it felt so right, time was a luxury, with your hand in mine.

Excitement coursed through me tingling upon my skin.

My stomach was nervous and twisted within.

And for you, love took me and my wings did fly.

Oh, how time quickly passed me by.

Your bitterness grew, and my heart is torn asunder.

Where would we be, if we sought help I wonder?

Your ignorance of my feelings, you care not at all.

You started to take pleasure knowing that I'd fall.

And for you, I gave all I could with a wing and oath to try and fly.

Oh, how time makes us shackled when feelings amplify.

Hardships and Struggle, your cruelty is unkind.

There is nothing nor emotion for you, in my heart or mind.

This is as simple and basic as can be.

It's easy to let go so your soul can be free.

And for me, my tattered wings again did fly.

Oh, how time happily glides when you're soaring, up in the sky.