I'm lying in my bed
Hear the clock tickin
I think of you
Caught up in circles
Confussion, there's nothing new
Flashback, warm nights
Almost left behind
Time after.
Suitcase of memories
Sometimes you'll picture me
I'm walking too far ahead
I can't hear what you say
You're calling to me
And you say, go slow
I fall behind The second hand unwinds
If you're lost, you can look
And you will find me
Time after time
Time after time
I will be waiting
If you fall, I will catch you And darkness has turned to gray
After my picture fades
You're wondering if I'm okay
Watching through windows
All from deep inside
Secret stolen
The 808's on time I fall behind And you say, go slow
The 808's on time (until fadesTime after time.
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