It's coming
round again
The slowly
creeping hand
of time and
its command
Soon enough it comes
and settles in its place
Its shadow in my face
puts pressure
in my day
This life, well it's
slipping right
through my hands
These days
turned out nothing
like I had planned
It's coming
round again
The slowly creeping
hand of time and
its demands
It settles in its place
Its shadow in my
face puts pressure
in my day
Soon enough it comes
Here it is again
The slowly creeping
hand of time and
its demands
Soon enough it comes
and settles in its place
Puts pressure
in my day
Undignified and lame
This life, well it's
slipping right
through my hands...
These days turned
out nothing like
I had planned
Control well it's
slipping right
through my hands
These days
turned out nothing
like I had planned
Soon enough it comes
Soon enough it comes
to tie us down...
Soon... it's coming
round again...
Slow, slowly
creeping hand...
This life, well it's
slipping right
through my hands
These days
turned out nothing
like I had planned
Control well it's
slipping right
through my hands
These days
turned out nothing
like I had planned
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh