Gouge کے بول

Time always slips away Curls up its edge And colors fade Caustic varnish Weathered doors Saturday morning Makes me feel so small I'm not waiting for a change I'm not waiting for a change Can't be a passing thing There's a feeling that always stays Warm memories clutched too tight Family days and massive fights I'm not waiting for a change I'm not waiting for a change I'm not waiting for a change I'm not waiting for a change Time slips away Time slips away Time slips away Time slips away Time slips away Time slips away