Ronan Keating - Time after time

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
and think of you.
Caught up in circles,
confusing is nothing new.

Flashback, warm nights
almost left behind.
Suitcases of memories,
time after.

Sometimes you picture me,
I’m walking too far ahead.
You’re calling to me,
I can't hear what you've said.

Then you say,
go slow, I fall behind.
The second hand unwinds.

If you're lost you can look,
and you will find me.
Time after time.

If you fall I will catch you,
I’ll be waiting.
Time after time

If you’re lost you can look,
and you will find me
Time after time

If you fall I will catch you,
I’ll be waiting.
Time after time After my picture fades and darkness has
turned to gray.
Watching through windows,
you’re wondering if I’m OK.

Secrets stolen from deep inside,
the drum beats out of time

If you’re lost you can look,
and you will find me.
Time after time

If you fall I will catch you,
I’ll be waiting.
Time after time

You said go slow,
I fall behind.
The second hand unwinds.

If you’re lost you can look,
and you will find me.
Time after time.

If you fall I will catch you,
I’ll be waiting.
Time after time.

If you’re lost you can look,
and you will find me.
Time after time.

If you fall I will catch you,
I’ll be waiting.
Time after time.
Time after time.
Time after time.
Time after time.