sometimes I'm amazed
at how stale and stubborn
I have become
and even out of sync with time
but then since you left
I don't have any reason
to keep track of moment
that comes and goes

I din't even know
summer is gone
fall, too, is now buried
deep in the snow
somehow I am anticipating
the new birth of tomorrow
but here I am still nursing
in my yesterday's sorrow

I am never wishing
that our past would come back
hell no!
it's just that I wish
the wound heals
and my mind forgets
all these pains and heartaches

and I will be in sync
with the world and time
again..like it used to be
before I met you.