Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick and think of you
Caught up in circles, confusion is nothing new
Flashback...
Warm nights almost left behind
Suitcases of memories, time after
Sometimes you picture me and I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me, I can't hear what you said
And you said 'go slow'
I fall behind the second hand unwinds
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I'll be waiting
time after time
No hay comentarios:
Publicar un comentario