Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine
Staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and
There is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when [bad word]  you missed the starting gun