A Second Chance

A Second Chance

What if you could turn the hour hand
Before she turned around and told you no
And broke the heart that crumbled into sand
A dirty stain like ink and blood in snow
What if you could touch and turn the clock
When blood and guilt laid all around the man
The man who put you in the prison's lock
You took the rusted prison keys and ran
What if you could turn the time to then
The time when you said something cursed with hate
"Will all my friends come back?" you asked "And when?"
And now I tell you it is far too late
The guilt, the pain that puts you in a trance
You know you want it: It's a second chance