Lying in my bed I hear the clock ticks and think of you

Caught up in circles confusion is nothing new flash back warm night almost left behind suitcase of memories

Time after sometime you pictured me I'm walking too far ahead you're callin' to me I can't hear what you've said you said: "Go slow I fall behind " the second hand unwinds
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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

I turn, my picture fades and darkness has turned to grey watching through windows you're wondering if I'm OK Secrets stolen from deep inside the [bad word] beats out of time
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