Time With You
1999

The time with you,
what did I do?
Where did it go?
I don't know.

It went so fast.
Will it last?
It was so quick,
was it a kick?

You were my drug,
You pulled the rug
- I didn't see -
right from under me.

I lost my stance,
my thoughts a dance.
I had no hold,
so I was told.

Back then so wild,
now a bit mild.
Back in control,
with the same goal.

The months are seven,
some of them heaven.
How much more time
will there be in this rhyme?