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 someone burned our playground down
And time just has a knack of ticking on and on

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