Think

Tell me all and try to keep it short, all I can see is what I thought

My, my, my, all goes by, the day's on the blink

Maybe it's true, n don't it make you wanna stop and think

Head on back to see what has changed, apart from the past, all remains the same

My, my, my, all goes by, the day's on the blink

Maybe it's true, don't it make you wanna stop and think

Sail close to the wind and you'll get there

Secrets are kept, but stories are to share

Tell me all and try to keep it short, all I can see is what I thought