Time - Des'ree

Look at the time, it’s after 5.

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.

Many, have this feelings,

They remain on the shelf.

How can I be sure?

Chorus:

Time, oh time.

Yes I need more time.

Why do you keep on slipping away?

I hera wind chimes, jangle in my mind;

Oh 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.

Chorus

Got a feelin', yes I’m reelin'.

I’m 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?

Chorus.