John Barrowman

Lying in my bed
I hear the clock tick and think of you
Caught up in circles
Confusion is nothing new
Flash back to warm nights
Almost left behind
A suitcase of memories
Time after sometimes
You picture me
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me
I can't hear what you've said
And you say, go slow
I've fallen behind
The second hand unwinds
If you're lost, you can look
And you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you
I'll be waiting
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you
I will be waiting
Time after time
Time after time
After your picture fades
And darkness has turned to grey
Watching through windows
I'm wondering if you're okay
And you say, go slow
I've fallen behind
The drum beats out of time
If you're lost, you can look
And you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you
I'll be waiting
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you
I will be waiting
Time after time
Time after time
Mm mm mm
Time after time
Woo ooo ooo
Time after time
Time after time