Weakening - Trespassers William

Time isn’t short anymore

Moments that turn into worlds in your hands

How do you feel when you wake

Spells that are weaker the longer they take

But I wait

Waiting for you’s nice

Like there is no doubt in my mind

Waiting for you’s nice

Like there is no doubt in my mind

It doesn’t hurt anymore

Love that is stubborn and becomes a part

Of who you are

You know I look for the wear

Signs of it fading, expecting it there

Tell me where

Waiting for you’s nice

Like there is no doubt in my mind

Imagining you’s nice

Like there is no doubt in my mind