They tell me that you're doing fine
 But I wish I had the time
 To get through to you
 But all I can do is give you some space to chase
 Someone else to be the sun sitting in your little sky

 Too much to do and there's not enough time, not enough time

 Walking past your place the other day
 I wish that I could stay
 For a little while
 Oh no 'cause there's places to go
 And people to see
 [bad word] away so easily
 It never waits for me

 Too much to do and there's not enough time, not enough time

 I told her all of this too late
 She looked me up and down
 And turned to walk away
 In time we'll know that it's best we both go
 Before the night [bad word] the day and There's nothing more to say