Look at the time, it´s after 5.
Soon the day is over, mr magic,
Said we´d meet before the rise.
I recall when 60 minutes used to be an hour.
As usual I find myself reading skies
Never mind, I said to myself.
Many, have this feelings,
They remain on the shelf. How can I be sure?

Chorus:
Time, oh time. Yes I need more time.
Why do you keep on slipping away?
I hera wind chimes, jangle in my mind;
Oh I wish you´d stay.

Sitting around, I hear no sound.
Only the clock is ticking. Seconds turn
To minutes, purely on their own.
When asleep and all is dark,
I spend my dreaming wishing, I got a feelin´.
I´m not all alone.

Chorus

Got a feelin´, yes I´m reelin´. I´m tryin´.
But I´m lying to myself.
When I´m sitting and I´m thinking.
How can I be sure? How can I be sure?

Chorus.