Here's the time to let it out, here's the time to let it all go. Morning whispers, evening shouts, ain't there time letting me know. Well, oh so pretty, oh so nice, we can walk on in blindness. I could hear no talking, hear no lies, 'cause anyway you want it you got it. You got the right moves but totally wrong timing, the right grace but somehow wrong feel, 'cause someone bothers your twisted mind, yeah, really brings your focus down the line. Some want little, some want more, tell me will you ever be sure. Or just try another sweeter cure anytime you're feeling a bore. Well, out of silver you want gold, so let's hope some day you will find it, it tastes like graveyard on your soul. So if you wanna go on, tell me about it. You got the right moves but totally wrong timing, the right grace but somehow wrong feel, the right words but somehow no meaning, the right face but somehow wrong smile, 'cause someone bothers your twisted mind. Well, out of silver you want gold so let's hope some day you will find it, it tastes like graveyard on your soul. So if you wanna go on, tell me about it. You got the right moves... Yeah, it really brings your focus down the line and makes us leave it all behind. Love, maybe, but I ain't blind. Our love is out of time.
