In Time
The clock holds nothing about time,
Where a mood I star on her face.
Love, still the numbers in my cry —
The clock holds nothing about time,
A glass that's always ~left and right~
Oh, darling, for a brief while, stay —
The clock holds nothing about time,
Where a mood I star on her face.
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