Another week since our other night.

it feels like months have come between us.

It feels like oceans splitting us part

and mountains, countries and futures cast

a long cold shadow trying to stop us.

It should have faded fast with time

It was supposed to have disolved now

I was supposed to sleep at night

And long forgot how much I long for

It’s getting early and getting late

Its always too much not to tell you

I can help bursting after all

The time thats building up inside us

It was too much it was too fast

Its what I’ll keep on dreaming of you

It is too soon to be so far

Away from where I’d love

to have you

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