Running Out of Time

It’s time,

to look at all the good we had.

Uncover the ground we’ve covered and,

show ourselves.

It’s time,

I know I’ve made a mess of things,

but know you’ve had the best of me.

I hope you don’t mind.

I wish I had more…

*Time,

it’s bigger than you and I.

It fills your head, and it fills mine.

I’m short on the line,

it’s bigger than you and I.

It fills your head, and it fills mine,

oh we’re running, running out of time.

It’s time,

remember about the best of me,

when you’re thinking of undressing.

Show yourself.

It’s time,

I know I have my foolish plans.

I gotta try things once to understand,

the suit don’t make the man.

I just wish I had more…

*

You can count on all the clocks.

You can pull out all the stops.

But watch it girl this time, we’re going under.

You can count on all the clocks.

You can pull out all the stops.

But watch it girl this time, we’re going under.

It’s time. 

Listen!