Talking to the kitchen wall Waiting for the evening call Will i get the break Or will they fail to see what i Have got in great supply?
I might be moving far away On some wet and rainy day Have to make a choice Stick with my anxiety Or join society
We need to time to wait And leave it all a little late And find ourselves and make a mark On them But when?
And now the world keeps spinning round Your moment has gone Your chips are down And time just has a knack of ticking On and on
I need one more chance to do All the things i promised you On that drunken night When you took me by the throat And you began to quote
We need time to wait To reminisce and recreate Our old mistakes before we have to grow (oh no) But you would like to paint the town And somone burned our playground down And time just has a knack of ticking On and on
