I went off of campus and saw your face one last time
So effortless in poetry the way that the wind took my mind
It was only a dream
It was only a dream
It took it off to you and spoke wonders leaving char from the smoke
The sidewalk was painted with you at the end of the road
It was only a dream
Though it was only a dream
Lover, run back to me
Lover, run back to me
For there's no time to waste, my skin will age by tomorrow
There's blood on my hands from the fingers that write of your bliss
With each mark and depiction of presence you grant from my wrist
As your times worth defeat
As your times worth defeat
For the sting of your touch was too much for my mind to let go
And I suffered enough though id wait for your clock to strike gold
As your times worth defeat
Oh your times worth defeat
Lover, run back to me
Lover, run back to me
For there's no time to waste
My skin will go by tomorrow