4 o' Clock - - Profil3

4 o' clock

Watching the minute hand turn
Every passing second
The pain in my heart burns

Thinkin of the times we had together
When everything was alright
It destroys my memory
How it will never be the same again
Now If i could only hav you back

I don't know how you feel
I don't know if this is real

The growing time of the day
Is adding to the time you are away

It's 5 to 3
About the time
When you would be
Right next to me

The faint "tick" of the second hand
Reminding me of the time
We played in the sand

Tick, Tick
It's almost 4
About the time
We'd be playing on the shore

Minutes Fly
It's after 5
We're staring up at the sky

Tick, Tick
Now It's 6
We're munching on
Pretzel Sticks

Now It's 7
I'm still in heaven
Like nothing could go wrong

It's 8
I'm walking with you though the gate
You give me a hug
I'm wrapped up in your love

I'm daydreamin while i dine
It's 15 minutes after nine
I crawl up in bed
You're picture
Watching Over me

That Summer of 2004
The thought of this happening
Was out of question
We are now separated

The tears now come
The memories flood
and Drop
one by one

I never gave up
Loving you
So I can barely stand
A day without you

You've moved on
The memories are trapped
Inside a crystal hourglass

The clock now reads
Half past 8
I remember you swore
Your genuine love

That promise was lost through time
The devil of the clock it is
Yet I when I seem to forget you
The tick of the clock
Brings everything back
As if it was yesterday

Watching The Minute Hand Go By
Watching the time itself fly
The memories for each second alone
Makes me want to call you
On the phone

I dial, and call
You don't pick up
Voice mail
Your voice
The perfect kind for melodies
Play through my head
The soundtrack of my summer

Watchin The minute hand go by
The Plain Black Clock
Is now worth more than
What It is
Down at the rundown
Clockshop
I would'nt trade the world for it
It's my memory

Soaking in the Warm Sunlight
And Feeling
Every swish of the summer breeze
I sit on the Shore
At 4 o' clock
Exactly where we were
4 years and summers before
~NY4ever