Lying in my بستر I hear the clock tick,
and think of آپ
caught up in circles confusion--
is nothing new
Flashback--warm nights--
almost left behind
suitcases of memories,
time after--

sometimes آپ picture me--
I'm walking too far ahead
you're calling to me, I can't hear
what you've said--
Then آپ say--go slow--
I fall behind--
the سیکنڈ hand unwinds

chorus:
if you're lost آپ can look--and آپ will find me
time after time
if آپ fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting
time after time

after my picture fades and darkness has
turned to gray
watching through windows--you're wondering
if I'm OK
secrets stolen from deep inside
the drum beats out of time--

chorus:
if you're lost...

آپ کہا go slow--
I fall behind
the سیکنڈ hand unwinds--

chorus:
if you're lost...
...time after time
time after time
time after time
time after time