Time, will you please stop
Pause for an hour or two
There is just so much I wanna do
I wanna live, wanna love, I wanna laugh.
But I am taught what I do today is at the cost of tomorrow
What could be the cause of greater sorrow
My life doesn't belong to me
I belong to a few years older me.
But if you pause I won't waste
What doesn't belong to me
I am tired of running
I wanna stop and look around.
I am chasing my dreams, catching a breath
Looking back upon the things I have left
They are gone I can't have them
They are lost I can't find them.
Will you just please stop
Pause for an hour or two
There is just so much I wanna do
I wanna live, wanna love, I wanna laugh.
I am sacrificing today for tomorrow,
Now for then
Him for 'the one' who I doubt is him!
Trying to change the unknown.
Time, I feel you grip,
It's controlling not consoling,
It's suffocating not liberating
Time, will you please stop for a bit..
-Hricha Mehra
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