Oh the hands of time won't stop for me 
And I've asked a thousand hundred times 
And my mouth won't do what my mind is ordering 

Well you said that I'm 
that I'm still quite young 
Then why am I feeling old? 
And the days are passing by with hurry inside 

La lalala la la la... 
La lalala la la la... 

And the god of all in who I don't believe 
And they're telling me that he can hear me 
Well I can't see any change in [bad word] 

And the memories taking place in me 
Feeling like a guitar string 
When it sounds so out of tune 

La lalala la la la... 

Oh the hands of time won't stop for me 
And I've asked a thousand hundred times 
And my mouth won't do what my mind is ordering! 

Well you said that I'm 
that I'm now to old 
Then why am I feeling young? 
And the days won't ever ever ever pass!