I hear the ticking of the clock
I’m lying here
the room’s bleached dark
I wonder where you are tonight
no answer on the telephone

and the night goes by so very slow
ooh
I hope that it won’t end though
alone

I hear the ticking of the clock
I’m lying here
the room’s bleached dark

I hear the ticking of the clock
I’m lying here
the room’s bleached dark


(c) Heart