Time after time, when we're together. I tell you I love you now and forever. You're doing me wrong. But there's nothing I can do. . We've been through days.
Mind is empty like a six pack. If we could we would throw it away. Silence like silver. Empty words went gold and if we could fly. I close my eyes to see the stranger under my skin.
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 think of you. Caught up in circles, confusion is nothing new. You say, "Go slow", I fall behind. The second hand unwinds.
Keep your spirit high. And let it flow. I'll take you where you want to go. Open up and let me free your soul. Just let your body lose control. . Fly high.
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick and think of you. Caught up in circles confusion is nothin' new. Flashbacks, warm nights almost left behind. Suitcase of memories time after time.
Boy, my mind is in a tail-spin. Trying to figure out which way this madness will end. Do you want my love, do you want love, to refuse. I can't stand the pain no more my mind is so confused.
Father, please, take care of my soul. maybe I won't be so strong. Time has come for me to close my wings. and pay for my Mortal sin. . You ... don't try to stop the Pain that rides.
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,.
I'm lying in my bed. Hear the clock ticking, I think of you. Caught up in circles. Confusion, there's 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, warm nights almost left behind.
Lyin' 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. Suitcase of memories.
Looking for answers. Searching to find. Is it more than a nightmare. Or is it my mind. . What I've seen in my dreaming. I know we must flee. A black cloud from.
Lying in my bed, I hear the clock ticking, think of you. Caught up in circles, confusion is nothing new. Flashbacks, warm nights almost left behind. Suitcase in memories time after.
When I was born you know. I couldn't speak and go. My mother worked each day. And she learned me to say. Mother and father and son. Sister and uncle are fun.
Now this is what it's like when world's collide. Now this is what it's like. Now this is what it's like when world's collide. Now this is what it's like.