Somethings never change, time stands on its hands
But with the shifting sands, still feels like heaven
If they could see us now, they'd wonder just how
I could let my heart still rule my head
Feels like it's turning sour, with every waking hour
Some days I wonder why I get out of bed
I should just lie here and think of you instead
Somethings never change, time stands on its hands
But with the shifting sands, still feels like heaven
Something that felt real, time will only steal
As I watch the shifting sands, I will be waiting
You used to charm the birds, right out of the trees
But you just tease your latest squeeze
Feels like it's turning sour, with every waking hour
Some days I wonder why I get out of bed
I should just lie here and think of you instead
Somethings never change, time stands on its hands
But with the shifting sands, still feels like heaven
Something that felt real, time will only steal
As I watch the shifting sands, I will be waiting
Wait a minute, give me a minute, I need a minute
Seconds turn to days
Wait a minute, give me a minute, I need a minute
April turns to May
Wait a minute, give me a minute, I need a minute
You rule and I obey
Wait a minute, give me a minute, I need a minute
Time just slips away
And it feels like heaven."