Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick. And I think of you. Caught up in circles confusion. Is nothing new. . Flashback warm nights. Almost left behind.
Lying in my bed, I hear. The clock tick and think of you. Caught up in circles. Confusion is nothing new. . Flashback to warm nights. Almost left behind.
Lying in my bed I hear,. The clock tick and I think of you,. Caught up in circles,. Confusion is nothing new,. . Flash back to warm nights,. Almost left behind,.