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Look at the time, it's after 5.
Soon the day is over, mr. magic,
Said we'd meet before the rise.
I recall when 60 minutes used to be an hour.
As usual i find myself reading skies
Never mind, i said to myself.
Many, have this feelings,
They remain on the shelf. how can i be sure?
Chorus:
Time, oh time. yes i need more time.
Why do you keep on slipping away?
I hera wind chimes, jangle in my mind;
Oh i wish you'd stay.
Sitting around, i hear no sound.
Only the clock is ticking. seconds turn
To minutes, purely on their own.
When asleep and all is dark,
I spend my dreaming wishing, i got a feelin'.
I'm not all alone.
Chorus
Got a feelin', yes i'm reelin'. i'm tryin'.
But i'm lying to myself.
When i'm sitting and i'm thinking.
How can i be sure? how can i be sure?
Chorus.
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