He gets up early and takes a shower
Looks at his watch cause it takes him an hour
To reach the office where work is waiting
Every day’s like the one before

High time he went, high time he went
No time for dreams now, high time he went

Looks in the mirror, he’s getting older
Studying his grey hair. Life will soon be over
At nearly forty to start a new life
Wouldn’t that be worth a try

High time he went, high time he went
No time for dreams, it’s high time he went

His mind is denying the fire
That’s burning within, softly yearning
His mind is denying the fire
That’s burning within, softly yearning

Picks up his car keys. Leaves in a hurry.
Watching the wipers wash away his worries
Follows his instinct, leads him to nowhere
Maybe tomorrow he’ll find the way

High time he went, high time he went
No time for dreams, it’s high time he went

His mind is denying the fire
That’s burning within, softly yearning
His mind is denying the fire
That’s burning within, softly yearning

High time, no time
High time, high
High time, no time
High time