Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way. Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the way. Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to

Like violence you kill me Six bottles went down the drain One hours a waste of time I'd ask if you feel the same Still pushing that chance to try Your breath in this cool room chill Long hair that blows side to side You speak and make time stand still

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way. Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the way. Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to