You've only got yourself to blame, you've heard it all before
Sunday seems to fly away, but monday isn't sure,
And you've found yourself divided between comfort and desire,
You drag yourself out of your bed 'cause you wake up uninspired,
Time will tell you all the things you need to know,
But when you want a fast solution the outcomes always slow,
And you can try to run away, singing catch me if you can,
You can do things your own way, but it's not part of the plan..

Only time will tell,
But it's not so good with words,
Waiting for the fog to clear,

Only time will tell,
You the things you have not hear,
When it whispers in your ear…

You've found yourself in purgatory, as time is ticking on,
Before you know it, the hours you had left have been and gone,
Your laziness speeds up the process, the hours turn to days,
And you can't help but feel asif they've all just gone to waste..