Clock's tikking and time is running , while they passing by for the second time and i know it's not the last time .And between ; the seasons are blowing by , with flowers in there arms .
It's like they never dream .
Cllock's tikking ; time enough.
Clock's tikking and time is running , while they passing by for the second time and i know it's not the last time .And between ; the seasons are blowing by , with flowers in there arms .
It's like they never dream .
Cllock's tikking ; time enough.