"You're wishin' too much, baby. You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughta be.”
-

i wish i could freeze the picture, and save it from the funny tricks of time.

the feeling that i'm losing him forever,
without really entering his world.
i'm glad whenever i can share his laughter
the funny little boy.

slipping through my fingers all the time
i try to capture every minute
the feeling in it
slipping through my fingers all the time
do i really see what's in his mind
each time i think i'm close to knowing
he's slipping though my fingers all the time