so much time thinking for the future that is meant to be
looking for that something, that missing piece that sets you free
running around in circles, just can’t seem to keep track of the ground
always spinning dizzy living in the lost and found
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you can be my brother, or you can be my friend
you can sing along until the very end
you can make it real or you can just pretend
but it’s you who must decide your fate
you who must decide ...
I do believe your time’s at hand
clock is ticking, the hourglass is running low
better get moving, you’re going to be late for the show
what’s the matter? it looks like you’re feeling down
don’t stop grooving, this might be your kind of town
(chorus)
time for hurtin’, you just walk away
I know it happens all the time
one thing’s for certain, there’s no other way
now it’s time for you to shine
desperado, you ride the trail without a gun
maybe tomorrow you can cease to run
take a breath, look around, see what you might find
funny when you slow down, it’s been there all the time
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