Slow motion. Summer comes too fast again. Patiently await to see it's much too late. Counting days. There's no need to be afraid. Here and now is the only chance.
What's in store?. Why did you lie to me?. I don't know. What did you want me to say?. . There's nothing wrong. With wanting to be right. I'm just trying to remember.
Trembling hands drop the needle down. In seconds you're here at the speed of sound. Skating a scratch on the vinyl. My heart is skipping a beat. . I'm hooked again following the tune.
Early Monday morning, more like Sunday night. I saw three flashes tear across the sky. It came without a warning, a second to react. I let my wishes go too fast, I want them back.
Clock ticks. Memory slips. Call it bliss. Curl your lips into a smile. . Ignition. Let's take a ride to see the fireworks. Exploding. Don't turn the lights off yet I'm fighting sleep.