I’m in need of the answer, in search of the question, in love with being broken-hearted Days race by faster, it’s a made-up lesson, and I’m lost before I started A little white lie, a big black sky, an emptiness open on the dashboard I feel a lack of self, and it’s someone else, telling you to try, where you failed before
Where does the time go? I don’t know It’s movin’ underneath me Like I’m moving in slow-motion I reach out though it passes too quick to see me
Livin’ on the back nine, livin’ out your past life, tryin’ to make a livin' as an outlaw But the problem you see, stealing ain’t what it used to be, everyone’s used to it by now You back-up your gun, make your best run, your faking isn’t breaking any new ground But is there such a thing, watching the rain wash away everything you thought you’d found?
Where does the time go? I don’t know It’s movin’ underneath me Like I’m moving in slow-motion I reach out though it passes too quick to see me
I think that this could be the last one Jimmy Why don’t you come and take this last one with me? I gotta say that it’s good to be home Sometimes I miss you when I’m out there alone So come around some time, clear your mind, it’s getting harder as the weeks slip away We can turn on a dime, pass you a b’lime, while you wait for the truth to come your way
Your time will come if you let it be right, if you let it be right Your time will come if you let it be right, if you let it be right Your time will come if you let it be right, if you let it be right