Boundary

Why not let this be the perfect time for irony? Write about
 what we see, then produce calamity. A recipe for quandary.
 I lost a little of you in me. Running past the boundary, 
against the written melody. Before you go, we'll end up 
here, times may change people. Wonder if you're here with 
me...wonder if it's what I see..if this is what I need...If
 this is you only...If this is what i need and this is what
 i see a road leads to succeed if you are here with 
me...wonder if forgotten needs and you are here with 
me....Are you here with me? Before you go, we'll end up 
here, times may change everything. And through the years, 
let the world know who you are.

And times may, may change, may change people.
try to understand you and find out what you know. running 
the way you go. Never thought i'd sink this low.
A penny show for status quo. I lost a little too much to 
grow. Never fast, you're always slow. You're drowning us 
both, just let go. And times may, may change, may change 
people.