What time doesn't forgive

What time doesn't forgive,

I used to think about that on the furtive past, when the two of us formed one,

now the two of us form two, we are no longer one for time doesn't forgive,

the years go leaving footprints while passing, seeing the footprints I get the feeling,

that what time didn't forgive was our ways, our lack of understanding, our past ways,



I wonder, had I been different, would you stay?,

But my mind let the idea pass by, as that memory is stray,

time doesn't forgive those who just let it pass,

we had to understand the importance of it, but the time for that has already passed.



The footprints look as clear as the sun, they are the reminder of what time doesn't forgive

I wonder, if you ever think of these things like me, of what the time doesn't forgive,



Had things been different, would time have forgive us?