"Ticking"



I`ve got no illusion,
for sure I know what`s going on,
with me,
with my one and only dream,
I`m awaiting for so long ...

The table has turned,
I should have known better,
out of touch,
and out of sight,
clouds got in my way,
turning it all into stormy weather,
once upon along ago ...

The clock is ticking,
tick-tack,
it`s the beat of my life,
and awful it sounds,
praying for moments of love,
when seconds counts ...

Wiseman says,
there is a time of tenderness,
so there must also be a time,
to let it go,
but when will it be over,
or am I just the last to know ...?

The clock is ticking,
tick-tack,
it`s the rythm of my life,
and awful it sounds,
praying for moments of love,
when seconds counts ...


Copyright: Achim Tober

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