Baby, I’ve got a sinking melody in my mind
It plays all the time
Baby, I’m trying to rid my self of all these thoughts
It seems I’m inclined
Its funny what I see
When you hold up your words to me
Think I will agree
Well,
I’ve got time
I’ve got time
Baby I’ve been locked inside my head for so long
But I feel ok
Maybe next year
I’ll send my self a post card from another busy day
It’s funny what I see
When you hold up your words to me
Think I will agree
Well,
I’ve got time
I’ve got time
I’ve got time
To wash it all away
Wash it all away
Baby I know
Everything is different now I’ve never felt so slow
Hold on, just wait
Locked inside your head for so long
But its ok
Its funny what I see
When you hold up your words to me
I’ve got time
I’ve got time