| You’ve only got yourself to blame, you’ve heard it all before |
| Sunday seems to fly away, but Monday isn’t sure, |
| And you’ve found yourself divided between comfort and desire, |
| You drag yourself out of your bed 'cause you wake up uninspired, |
| Time will tell you all the things you need to know, |
| But when you want a fast solution the outcomes always slow, |
| And you can try to run away, singing catch me if you can, |
| You can do things your own way, but it’s not part of the plan. |
| Only time will tell, |
| But it’s not so good with words, |
| Waiting for the fog to clear, |
| Only Time will tell, |
| You the things you have not hear, |
| When it whispers in your ear… |
| You’ve found yourself in purgatory, as time is ticking on, |
| Before you know it, the hours you had left have been and gone, |
| Your laziness speeds up the process, the hours turn to days, |
| And you can’t help but feel asif they’ve all just gone to waste. |