fumbling in the dark to find your warm wide open arms
Turn time around, as it marches along, fumbling in the dark to find your warm wide open arms
water runs uphill
between right and wrong
turn time around i want you back again
In this dream of mine, the bluebird flies
the sun goes down
Turn time around, shrinks into the vine, turn time around i want you back again
never knowing the difference
the bluebird flies
Shrinks into the vine, fumbling in the dark to find your warm wide open arms herington, turn time around
turn time around
it s a long way there
the sun goes down
Turn time around, shrinks into the vine
The sun goes down, turn time around, shrinks into the vine
turn time around i want you back again
Time waits for no one, and sings his backward song
And sings his backward song, the sun goes down
Turn time around, where i felt you next to me