Antarctica by To Kill

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