Hurry
I stand alone in a crowded room
Looking through the mass of people
Searching for you
Not even aware that you're watching me
Knowing that when I wake up, what will be
Our hearts beat to the same sad rhythm
Both our souls sing a long
And soon the thirteenth hour will be gone
Then you appear with regret in you eyes
Knowing you've been wasting both of our time
and time is something we have so little of
Before I'm not in the underground
But above.