The Ticks of the Clock

Between the ticks of the clock And the beats of my heart It's about to drive me insane Oh why she's never on time She should have been here Since a quarter 'til nine What could be keeping her so long Well is she in another mans arms Do we still have our date I won't know until it's too late Could be my bad luck Maybe she done stood me up She thinks that I'm lame The way she treats me's a crying shame Between the ticks of the clock And the beats of my heart It's about to drive me insane Oh why, she haven't got here yet She's the meanest girl I've ever met Could she still be at home I think I'll try to call her on the phone Her Mother answered the phone And said that she had already gone I should let her go But oh, I love her so She thinks that I'm lame But the way she treats me's a crying shame Between the ticks of the clock And the beats of my heart It's about to drive me insane Oh why she's never on time She should have been here Since a quarter 'til nine What could be keeping her so long Oh, is she in another mans arms Do we still have our date I won't know until it's too late Could be my bad luck Maybe she done stood me up She thinks that I'm lame The way she treats me's a crying shame Between the ticks of the clock And the beats of my heart It's about to drive me insane Between the ticks of the clock And the beats of my heart It's about to drive me insane --- The Ticks of the Clock - Aaron Neville