The Clock
Eyes on the clock,
Seconds ticking away
So many distractions,
And yet here I stay
With my eyes on the clock,
My sights can't be torn
Although it's been counting
From when I was born
One lonely thought sits
In my mind full of fear
...
Seconds ticking away
So many distractions,
And yet here I stay
With my eyes on the clock,
My sights can't be torn
Although it's been counting
From when I was born
One lonely thought sits
In my mind full of fear
...