Lying in my bed I hear the clock thick. And think of you. Caught up in circles, confusion. Is nothing new. Flashback, warm nights. Almost left behind.
(J. Styne / S. Cahn). . Time after time. I tell myself I'm so lucky. To be loving you. I'm so lucky to be. The one you run to see. In the evening. When the day is through.
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.
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.
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.
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.