Can I kick a worn-out love?
Or will the dust just fill my eyes
The easiest way to forget is to leave the place behind
But I stop each time I try
Moving counter clockwise, turning it back
Through a hall of hello and goodbyes
Walking with my eyes closed, turning it black
I wind the clock till you finally arrive
Moving counter clockwise, till you finally arrive
Moving counter clockwise
I know you're staying up at night
Running over each mistake
Can't go back and make it right
Those are dues already paid
Moving counter clockwise, turning it back
Through a hall of hello and goodbyes
Walking with my eyes closed, turning it black
I wind the clock till you finally arrive
Moving counter clockwise, till you finally arrive
Moving counter clockwise, till you finally arrive