Jim

I'm talking bout those moments when you feel / you feel that now it's too late and all All the things projected to do you still / you still never in them got involved The clock tells you to get up and you say give me a few hours more Never do a thing, stay in bed and dream, everyone around you is always moving So fast that anyway now it's too late you'll never be on time to catch the train So you just stop running eating seven lunches, watching what is on tv and so until What? There'll be no angel from the sky No sign from there to tell you how to wake up Wake up you don't seem so shy Face your life, it's just a game / Face your life your turn to play Trying to find a reason why This funny feeling got inside Blaming it on anything that could be it It's mad but sleeping makes you tired REF You said “I got a big day today I'm gonna get up early round seven Then I'll be running right and left” But you're down once again So right before you even did a thing Already back laying down not caring At all about what makes you better I'm telling you sleeping makes you tired REF --- JIM - Mai Lan