lying in my bed i hear the clock tick,
and think of you
Ccught up in circles confusion--
is nothing new
flashback--warm nights--
almost left behind
suitcases of memories
Time after--
smetimes you picture me--
i'm walking too far ahead
you're calling to me...i can't hear
what you've said--
then you say--go slow--
i fall behind--
the second hand unwinds
if...
