I′m counting on my left hand
How many moons to come
Before these days start getting longer
I'm counting on my right hand
How many summers left
Before the sun goes down without me
And I clear my throat
And I shake my head
Before I go down for coffee
And I clear my throat
And I hit my bed
Before I go back to sleep
I′m checking my phone book
For a way to see the future
Maybe there's some luck in all these numbers
I'm looking for direction
In the road map of my face
For signs at each crossing of those lines
And I clear my throat
And I shake my head
Before I go down for coffee
And I clear my throat
And I shake my head
Before I go back to sleep
The clock is ticking
My blood is boiling
My head is spinning
And my hands are wet
The clock is ticking
My mind is boiling
The room is spinning
And my hands are wet
The clock is ticking
My blood is boiling
My head is spinning
And my hands are wet
Come on scared
Come on scared
Seem to lie
Seem to lie
The clock is ticking
My blood is boiling
My head is spinning
And my hands are wet
The clock is ticking
My mind is boiling
The room is spinning
And my hands are wet
The clock is ticking
My blood is boiling
My head is spinning
And my hands are wet
And I clear my throat
And I shake my head
Before I go down for coffee
And I clear my throat
And I hit my bed
Before I go back to sleep
Writer(s): Stephan Jakob Eicher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
