Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,And think of you
Caught up in circles confusion is nothing new
Flashback warm nights
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories,
Time after Sometimes you picture me
I’m walking too far ahead
You’re calling to me,
I can’t hear what you’ve said
Then 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
If you fall i will catch you
I’ll be waiting
After my picture fades and darkness has turned to gray
Watching through windows&