 | It's time, time for love.
no its not love, theres no time in love
just feelings, crazy feelings...
wild thoughts, butterflies
flying around in my broken heart.
the time for love have passed by,
my heart is broken, I'm confused
I still have the butterflies, but theres no time.
I'm alone confused I the desert of time,
confused in the desert of love....
how did I let the time for love just fly by,
now the butterflies are just dying moths.
theres no time, its to late,
I'll never be in love, its to late
the time has passed me by---
and now I'm waiting for another time---
another time to fall in love.
Submitted by esther |  |