Songtext von Hands Of Time

Running out of time, I got to move on Got to move before the darkness and the daylight come Running out of time, I got to move on Got to move before the madness of the maker's son So take me to a straightaway and I'll outrun The hands of time The hands of time The hands of time, a precious thing Just can't wait around to hear the fat lady sing The hands of time, a precious thing I just can't live so I can die on memory lane So take me to a straightaway and I'll outrun The hands of time The hands of time The hands of time The hands of time Running out of time, I got to move on Got to move before the darkness and the daylight come Running out of time, I got to move on Got to move before the madness of the maker's son So take me to a straightaway and I'll outrun The hands of time The hands of time The hands of time The hands of time