It’s the time

Look out the window and see the time passing by
Look in the mirror and see the time passing by
I look in your face and I know that it is mine
There is only one thing I fear
It’s the time

Don’t ask me questions about my existence and I tell you no lies
Don’t ask me questions about my existence 
It’s a runaway

Remember the time you lived in your fantasy
You were satisfied and you realized that you’ll be young
And you’ll be strong for your whole life
Time fades away
Today is today
Life is so easy
There is only one thing I fear

Don’t ask me questions about my existence and I tell you no lies
Don’t ask me questions about my existence 
It’s a runaway

When you’re getting older your blood is getting colder day by day
When you’re getting older you’re getting sober every day
You’re heading for something that you can’t imagine on your way
The truth that you believe is the lie that you fear the following day

Don’t ask me questions about my existence and I tell you no lies
Don’t ask me questions about my existence 
It’s a runaway

You get down on your knees and you are begging:
Please, Sweet Lord above
Won’t you please hear me praying?
Master of love
Give me one more minute
One more minute, one more minute for free
I need one more minute
one more minute to set myself free

© Matthias Wichtrup
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