Wasted Time

I stare forever at the hour glass figure
Watching time in grains of sand disappear
My mind wanders off to a deserted beach
With you but you're are so far out of reach

Too good and too nice to call you mine?
As I float around here alone wasted in time
Thinking of us together but time's so unkind
Time's run out now but you're still on my mind

I try and branch out with my roots intact
Wrapping them around you but you just cut them back
Caught up from the reasons without any facts
Carving out your name in my decaying wood which just snaps

My words come out but they do me no good
Now I'm sinking into the quick sand where you once stood
I'm in too deep clinging onto your name in my own driftwood
I have spelt it out wrong but time will change me as I knew it would