Timeless and Beautiful
The clocks turned back to Show,
My past, my tired Past
...
As I tapped my Wristwatch,
How much Time was Wasted,
I'm Slowly losing Patience,
How long does Guilt Last
...
If I looked at picture of myself,
I'd say to myself,
"She has Weary eyes"...
And Weary were my Eyes,

I can't Run away from...