If you ever get the chance
Don't waste the opportunity
Time only slows in a dance
So, don't get lost in obscurity
Maybe it will be the last time
For Flying Machines and air
So when her smile is prime
Take hold of her hand up there
She may even hold yours too,
Tell her things she needs to hear
And why you've came all this way
Don't hold back, Own your fear
Moments, they tend to slip away
You've only met her this once
But the seconds are burning fast
Make a move, Forget the silence
Today too, becomes the past
Maybe it didn't matter anyhow
This story is quickly ending
Listening to the cat's meow
While time has a way of bending
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