..:: Pieces of Mandy ::..

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick and think of you
Turning in circles, confusion is nothing new
Flashback to warm nights almost left behind
Suitcase of memories, time after

Sometimes you picture me I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me, I can't hear what you have said
And you say "go slow, I fall behind"
The second hand unwinds

After your picture fades and darkness has turned to grey
Watching through windows I’m wondering if you’re OK
And you say "Go slow I fall behind"
The drum beats out of time

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time