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