
Timeless
by To Kill· from Antarctica
I remember the times I waited, the times I would long for feeling a part of this
Now I can see how anxious we were of being the ones
We were waiting for the page to turn on the book
Waiting for our name to be written
Looking at this emptiness
Salt my wound
I know I was looking beyond at this future, I was looking at me now
How can I live up to this?
How can I be where I want to?
I remember the times I waited, I remember the times
Please, be with me, please, hold on