There's nothing I can do with

Time, is going by, so much faster than I, And I'm starting to regret not spending all of here with you.
Now I'm, wondering why, I've kept this bottled inside.

Sometimes I'm wondering why you look me and you blink your eye.
Obsessed by you, your looks, well,anyway "I would any day die for you", I write on paper n' erased away.

I see, can't have you, can't leave you there 'cos I must sometimes see you..
But I don't understand how you can keep me in chains

And every waken hour, I feel your taking power From me... and I can't leave Repeating the scener over again


Isn't it ironic? ... don't you think?