I'm tired of always feeling late

Even when I'm early

I wish that time would just stand still

As I dream my multi-colored dreams

Reserves are still on empty

What hides beneath these bulging sleeves?

What are all these tricks that you keep from me?


You said I'll be alright

I'll be fine


My faith in family comes and goes

You know I've got my reasons, we've all got our reasons

Sometimes I need you to be right

Even when I know that you're wrong


You said I'll be alright

I'll be fine


I'm tired of always feeling late

Even when I'm early

I wish that time would just stand still