Here we stand on the threshold of time
for mom to decide what your future holds
just a few weeks is what we have to call our own
and then wait for fate to take its toll
Why do i feel that time is running out
just like the sand slipping out of my palms
want to spend each moment with you
till the tide is calm
somwhere deep down, i know i will never be accepted
in a soceity where people are so true
And I come with a "divorcee" tag
means nothing to some,otherwise a big taboo
How will i live without you
dont have an answer to give myself
How will i walk the path alone
of solitude and self
Wish i still believed in fairytales
would ask her to come and rescue
take us far away from this place
Till it no more becomes an issue
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