Clock

I compare you to a clock Tick, tick, tock Sometimes the time goes slow And I enjoy your glow I compare you to a clock Tick, tick, tock Sometimes the time goes fast And you're gone within a flash I compare you to a clock Tick, tick, tock The small hand; nice and steady making me think that you are ready I compare you to a clock Tick, tick, tock The big hand; moving onward, forgetting about the past Causing me to think, you don't need me in your path I compare you to a clock A silly thing, I know I compare you to a lot of things Everywhere I go