The old clock is ticking now It marks the space between us Your memory enshrouds my heart For I am held a captive Sometimes my soul desires to take leave Of this old world To spread these golden wings and fly To the city of angels But then if I close my eyes I can see you standing there Your face in permanence smiles Your lips a chalice Seems like I've loved you all my life Never thought I'd find you Some day the muse may lend these words wings So I can touch you The old clock is ticking now It marks the space between us Your memory enshrouds my heart For I am held a captive Seems like I've loved you all my life Never thought I'd find you Some day the muse may lend these words wings So I can touch you But, hey, don't worry If the feeling's not strong for you I have lived my life in accordance To the windfalls of passion Though I know how it feels To be loved and then forgotten I have seen too many men Driven insane by their distractions