got you on my mind

My 600th post.

I've been stealing
Time where I can get it from
I've been losing
Grip on what I used to hold
If I could get another chance
I'd put it in a zip-loc bag
And keep it in my pocket...
Tell me
When I start to blow it would you
Show me
What I need to do before you
Hate meI could never live with that so
Tell me
Before you're better off without me...
I've been watching you
Sleeping with a troubled look
I'm sure your bad dreams
Are probably all about me
And better off without me...

Tell me
When I start to blow it would you
Show me
Tell me
What I need to do before you
Hate me
Tell me'Cause I could never live with that so
Help me
Before you're better off without me

[Lit, "Zip-lock", from A Place in the Sun]