Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song
Come away with me on a bus
Come away with me where they can't tempt us
With their lies
I want to walk with you, on a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee kigh
So won't you try to come
Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountain top
Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you
And I want to wake up with the rain falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you to come away with me in the night
Come away with me


Norah Jones.

"Time flies. Time waits for no man. Time heals all wounds."

-Meredith Grey

Time. A concept so subtle, yet powerful and assertive enough to control the way each man leads his life. Day by day. It makes you wonder, how something so intangible, something you could so easily forget was there, can dominate your life so blatantly.

Time. We all yearn for more of it. "if only there was more than 24 hours in a day", as so many of us have lambered on with an incessant, unrelenting tirade or conquest to save just that one extra minute which would grant us more time for somthing or another.

Time. We need it. So much so that it has reached such an imperitive nature, that we now liken it to the bare essentials of living. Air, water, life. We all need time. To heal our wounds, to collect memories, to grow up, to cry, to laugh, to love, to yearn. To move on, to let let go, to remember, to forget. We need time.

Its so precious. You never know how little of it you had left till it gets taken away from you, with no care or concern for the repercussions of trepidation or languish you or the ones you love will be left to deal with. So stop wasting it. Stop squandering it away with querluous moments. Cause when it comes down to it, we don't have quite enough of it to play with. It could all be over in a second. One second.

Thats all it takes....