YOUNGBLOOD


youngblood

There’s never enough time
Now that I think;
We’re getting a bit older
Even as we blink!

Let’s fly the sky high
Before beneath we sink;
Let’s blaze our fires within
Before our young bloods stink!

The things we can’t say,
The things we can’t do,
The things we can’t love,
I’d want to, with You.

There’s never enough love
Like the sea-seeking river;
If it runs out in midway
The rains fill it over!

It’s only one last time
Before our eyes close forever;
And I want to seal mine up
With an image in them, of yours!

Those times that we spent,
And times we couldn’t do;
Those times, now and again,
I’d want to, relive with You.

The things we can’t say,
The things we can’t do,
The things we can’t love,
I’d want to, with You.

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