September
4 October 2007
I hear the ticking of the clock
I'm lying here the room's pitch dark
I wonder where you are tonight
No answer on the telephone
And the night goes by so very slow
Oh I hope that it won't end thoug
And you try to maintain but you fall back
And you crawl and you slip and you slide down
Wanna make it to the top better start now
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