Moving Clocks Run Slow
Can't take my eyes off you
There's too many hands to keep my eyes on
Looking towards the light
Look a little tongue-tied
Sounds a little cross-eyed
Fast approaching midnight
We're locked out
We're fast approaching midnight
So, you take a little me
And I take a little you
We're all part of the century
Hold me down now, hold me down
A bitter disappointment
I was restless, I was restless
You're winning me over, you're winning me over
I can't take my eyes off you
There's too many hands to keep my eye on
Fast approaching midnight
We're locked out
We're fast approaching midnight (woah)
So, you take a little me
And I take a little you
We're all part of the century
Autor(es): We Were Promised Jetpacks