Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick, and think of you
caught up in circles confusion-- is nothing new


Flashback--warm nights-- almost left behind
suitcases of memories, time after--


sometimes you picture me-- I'm walking too far ahead
you're calling to me, I can't hear what you've said--


Then you say--go slow-- I fall behind--
the second hand unwinds


if you're lost you can look--and you will find me time after time
if you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting time after time


after my picture fades and darkness has turned to gray
watching through windows--you're wondering if I'm OK


secrets stolen from deep inside the drum beats out of time

if you're lost...


you said go slow-- I fall behind the second hand unwinds
if you're lost... ...time after time time after time time after time time after time