Calcedonia

[bad word] the time
 Through the windows of my mind
 I catch the breeze again.
 Try to find a play
 Try to leave the game
 But then again I couldn't stop to think of us
 I couldn't move the things I used to do
 Time lays up the darker sides
 Behind the traps of those who win the [bad word] 

 My thoughts go far indeed
 I seem some shadows on my place
 I'd [bad word] back to my roots,
 To let the flowers blow
 To let the flowers grow

 [bad word] the time
 Day by day we're writing down
 The story of you and me,
 Dreaming on my hand
 Lovely on my hand
 To fall in love again, forever
 To sing my dreams of you, together
 To fall in love with you, forever