Time After Time

You know, my brain is seriously working OT.
It like, cannot stop thinking.
I'll be in my nice, cosy bed, the lights out, the air-con on and my eyes closed, but the cogs in my head just refuse to stop turning.
Sometimes I think so much I can almost hear the whirring of my brain.
Wish there was an "off" switch somewhere.

When I think of you, time stops.

When you think you've sucked it all up for long enough,
When you think you'v been pushed beyond limits,
When you think you're past the point of no return,
You've only waited half as long as necessary.

If my looking like a first-class idiot makes God look better or enables me to love Him better,
then so be it.