Look at the time, it´s after five.
Soon the day is over. Mr. Magic,
said we´d meet before the rise.
I recall when 60 minutes used to be an hour.
As usual I find myself reading skies
never mind, I said to myself.
Never, never mind, I´m not all by myself.
Many, have these feelings,
they remain on the shelf. How can I be sure?
Time oh time. Yes I need more time.
Why do you keep on slipping away?
I hear the wind chimes, jangle in my mind.
Oh how I wish you´d stay.
Sitting around, I hear no sound.
Only the clock is ticking. Seconds turn
to minutes, purely on their own.
When asleep and all is dark,
I spend my dreaming wishing, I got a feelin´,
I´m not all alone.
Time oh time. Yes I need more time.
Why do you keep on slipping away?
I hear the wind chimes, jangle in my mind.
Oh how I wish you´d stay.
Got a feelin´, yes I´m reelin´. I am tryin´,
but I´m lying to myself
when I´m sitting and I´m thinking.
How can I be sure? How can I be sure?
Time oh time. Yes I need more time.
Why do you keep on slipping away?
I hear the wind chimes, jangle in my mind.
Oh how I wish you´d stay.
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