The sun sets on each day
And orange fire starts the next
And yet it seems like I am stuck
Continually vexed

Time marches on
I am left behind
Footprints in the snow
I am left to find

"Just a few days"
And how am I to say
That is months to me
And my nerves fray

Until you stand upon the threshold
And your hands caress my face
I will continue to outrun time
In this never ending race