After Hours - Hurricane #1

Late night or the middle of the afternoon

Half light eating sugar with a table spoon

Somethings coming over when i’m all alone

It’s the feeling that i’m all alone

I slowly see you walking away

I slowly see you walking away now

Afterhours alone again

Chasing after moments that are lost in time

Racing through a?

that is never mine

Always in love with how you made me feel

I wonder was it ever real

I slowly see you walking away

My life is slowly slipping away