"Five Minutes"


Five minutes left
Until I leave this place
I'll be far away
Would you think about me when I'm gone?
How I'd pull your heart out of its package
Each time I touched

I have packing to do
A life to manage
But thia five minutes
I know will be magic
I am not thinking twice
As I wrap my arms around you

Hearing your heart beat
You slowly do the same
Despite me fact
Touching makes you uncomfortable
You look straight into my eyes
Is this, what you wanted?:)