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