اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I count the falling leaves
And feed my disbelief
With every grain of sand
That's coming down, down, down
That time melts away
That hour stood out to days
While the rain outside comes pouring down, down, down
And i wait, and i wait...
[repeat]
The clocks are not my friends
They wave their weezbee hands
But everything looks doubting
In this town
And this is(?) up to weeks
But is it what i seek?
A straw in hand to hold,
When i'm slipping down, down, down
And i wait, and i wait...
[repeat]
