Time

Things still haven't returned to normal
after the quake that shook our world
Maybe you need more time
but I'm running out of time to give

Cause the clock keeps turning
the world keeps turning
and time keeps running out
to fix our world

We will leave soon
and all will change
and regret will
in our broken minds

I've given you more than enough time
to recover, to return
yet sill my grip is slipping
and it seems I'm the only one holding on

Seems like you stopped trying
and I don't know what to do
or how to let go
after years of holding on
my patience is finally fading
my hopes finally faltering