You can have me anyway, anytime on any day
You can make my metal into clay
I don't mind, no, I'm not phased, don't care what people say
Everyone's got some shit they claim

Standing on your corner, looking through the glass
Spent all night in the pouring rain in a crowded overpass
Some days it's hard, Lord, some days it's easy
Been out in a graveyard lately

Time is looking after us, baby
Time is looking after us, baby

The green eyes of summer chewing on a blade of grass
Get out of here by the morning, slipping through the cracks
Don't know what to call it, don't know what it is
Everything just seems far away

Time is looking after us, baby
Time is looking after us, baby