I never found the time to see things quite through
I never found the time to give them to you
If living don't come easy, don't stop your own voice
'Cause the worst part of living is having no choice
Tell me a story, tell it with your eyes
I'm gonna stop believing if I hear another lie
Drink some cold water, your mouth's getting dry
If I only had the time to see things right through
I'd give up all my treasures and send them to you
Then living would seem easy, no lights and no noise
Just me and my lady and the echo of her voice
Tell me a story, tell it with your eyes
I'm gonna stop believing if I hear another lie
Drink some cold water, your mouth's getting dry
I never found the time to see into my lady
And memories don't die, but with time, become hazy
I never found the time to see into my lady
And memories don't die, but with time, become hazy
I never found the time to see into my lady
And memories don't die, but with time, become hazy
I never found the time to see into my lady
And memories...
