The time is ticking,
the clock is tocking,
and I,
I am watching,
I am watching,
wishing time to speed up,
wishing time to go faster than before,
and the time is ticking,
the clock is tocking,
and I,
I am watching,
I am watching the hands go around,
and how slowly they seem to go,
whilst waiting for you,
whilst waiting for you to walk through my door,
whilst waiting for the love of my life,
because I have all the time in the world,
but the time waiting for you is rather a bore,
rather a bore.