Wasting Time

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Lindsey Thomas

I see you on the street, what are you to me?
a stranger in a strange land
I look to you and smile, it might take a while
to remember me as a friend

finding it harder to break free
why must you put these chains on me?

the changing trees and faded skies
reflecting on those bright blue eyes
the way your smile bounced off your face
my mind cannot erase
the way your lips formed my name
the hair that was never tamed
the more I think, the less I find
am I wasting my time?

you're wearing me out, there's no use now
not hard for you to move on
seeing you like this, things that I miss
I know that they're long gone

finding it harder to break free
why must you put these chains on me?

the changing trees and faded skies
reflecting on those bright blue eyes
the way your smile bounced off your face
my mind cannot erase
the way your lips formed my name
the hair that was never tamed
the more I think, the less I find
am I wasting my time?

right as you pass my world falls through
does this mean it's over between us two?

the changing trees and faded skies
reflecting on those bright blue eyes
the way your smile bounced off your face
my mind cannot erase
the way your lips formed my name
the hair that was never tamed
the more I think, the less I find
am I wasting my time?