Confusion is nothing new!

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
And think of you
Caught up in circles confusion
Is nothing new
Flashback to warm nights
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories,
Time after

Sometimes you picture me
Im walking too far ahead
Youre calling to me, I can't hear
What you've said
Then you say go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds.


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