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
suitcase 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.