Five More Minutes
Yearning for Moments: A Heartfelt Plea for Five More Minutes
Lyrics
It was 4:44 in the morning
Reflecting on the specific time (4:44 in the morning) when a significant event occurred.
New Years Day when you went up to heaven
Addressing the moment of a loved one's passing on New Year's Day, entering heaven.
And I'll admit that my heart broke, when I saw the text
Expressing the emotional impact and heartbreak upon receiving a text about the loss.
But I'm relieved that you can finally get some rest
Finding relief that the departed can now find peace and rest.
But right now I don't wanna be alone
Desire not to be alone currently, struggling with the reality of the absence.
'Cause I just cannot face the fact that you are gone
Facing the difficulty of accepting the departure of the loved one.
Oh, I wish that we still had more time
Expressing a wish for more time and regret over not having it.
Wasn't ready to say goodbye
Feeling unprepared to bid farewell.
Now there's a hole in my chest
Describing the emotional pain with a metaphorical "hole in the chest."
And I'm filled with sorrow and regrets
Being filled with sorrow and regrets about the situation.
And I'm praying to a God that I'm not even really sure exists
Expressing a struggle with faith, yet reaching out to a higher power in prayer.
But I keep asking and begging for just five more minutes
Pleading for more time, specifically asking for just five more minutes.
Oh, all I want is five more minutes with you
Expressing a deep longing for additional moments with the departed loved one.
I've heard the saying that a chair is just a chair
Reflecting on the symbolic emptiness of everyday objects without the presence of the loved one.
But it doesn't feel the same without you sitting there
Highlighting the emotional impact of the absence, even in mundane things like a chair.
And I'm wearing your old shirts that you gave to me
Wearing clothing as a way to feel close to the departed loved one.
'Cause it's as close to hugging you again as I'll ever be
Recognizing the limitation of such actions in substituting for physical closeness.
And right now I don't wanna be alone
Expressing the current aversion to solitude due to the grief.
'Cause I just cannot face the fact that you are gone
Continuing to grapple with the difficulty of accepting the reality of loss.
Wish I could see a sign that it'll be alright
Expressing a desire for a reassuring sign that everything will eventually be okay.
I'm still not ready to say goodbye
Not yet ready to bid a final farewell.
Now there's a hole in my chest
Reiterating the metaphorical pain and void in the chest.
And I'm filled with sorrow and regrets
Feeling overwhelmed with sorrow and remorse.
And I'm praying to a God that I'm not even really sure exists
Continuing to grapple with questions about faith while seeking solace through prayer.
But I keep asking and begging for just five more minutes
Persistently asking and begging for a small extension of time.
Oh, all I want is five more minutes
Reiterating the strong desire for just five more minutes.
My mind knows that you're not coming home
Acknowledging the intellectual realization that the loved one won't return.
But my heart is still expecting you to walk through the door
Contrasting the intellectual understanding with the emotional expectation of the loved one's return.
And I just on bottling all my feelings up
Bottling up emotions, fearing that expressing grief may be overwhelming.
'Cause I'm afraid that if I cry, I might never stop
Expressing the fear that once the grieving process starts, it may be difficult to stop.
And that's why I don't wanna be alone
Continuing to resist solitude due to the difficulty in facing the loss.
'Cause I just cannot face the fact that you are gone
Expressing the ongoing struggle with accepting the reality of the loved one's absence.
So I fight back my tears and I distract my mind
Using distractions to avoid confronting the pain and sorrow of saying goodbye.
Because I don't wanna say goodbye
Expressing the reluctance to face the finality of bidding farewell.
Now there's a hole in my chest
Reiterating the metaphorical pain and emptiness in the chest.
And I'm filled with sorrow and regrets
Feeling burdened with sorrow and remorse for not having more time.
And I'm praying to a God that I'm not even really sure exists
Continuing to grapple with questions about faith while seeking solace through prayer.
But I keep asking and begging for just five more minutes
Persistently asking and begging for a small extension of time.
Oh, all I want is five more minutes with you
Reiterating the deep longing for just five more minutes with the departed loved one.
With you
Expressing the desire for more time specifically with the departed loved one.
Oh, with you
Repeating the desire for more time with the loved one.
Can I please just have five more minutes with you
A final plea for a brief extension of
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