The Phase
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I read the questions, I read the glances.
I glance at the watch, its almost too late..
There are dreams to follow, and
Trains to nowhere to catch.
Could you be the dream? Could you stay?
I wouldn't know how to say
What I meant, what I wanted to be.
You wouldn't dare to see under the watch
Its hiding the time we both wanted to forget.
I read the glances of unknown people,
Asking the known questions - where you are..
And I glance at the watch, its almost too late..
I have got a train to nowhere to catch.
We are in a different phase.

 ~Wrik~