Life moves so quick when you forget to take a look around The years go by before you realize you're touchin' the ground I can't seem to tune out the ticking of the clocks on the wall Still think I can hear the animals play in the hall I'm looking but I still cannot find The memories have turned in debris The feelings I still like to consign But it all has become a shadow in a dream hmmm... hmmmm
The time has passed since I took my ship out to the sea While you were at home waving just like Penelope I'm looking but I still cannot find The memories have turned in debris The feelings I still like to consign But it all has become it all has become a shadow in a dream
Life moves so quick when you forget to take a look around
Compositor: Mark August Stoermer (Mark Stoermer) (PRS)Editor: Polygram Music Publishing Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #6162138 em 03/Mai/2024