I will never let you go
And you will never let it show
Were falling down into the
Bottom of a well
Sheltered from the sky
Apple of my eye
Holding back
The gates of hell
Sometimes I want to cry
Lost inside my mind
I throw my head into the sky
And yell!
Oh, sweet hand of Tyme
Won't you occupy my mind
And I won't waste your Tyme
Anymore
Oh, sweet hands of Tyme
Won't you stop this heart of mine
And I won't waste your Tyme
Anymore, Anymore
Not by my design
These sweet hands of Tyme
Are like ticking clocks
And they're opening new doors
I don't want to die
But still, I'm locked inside
And I'm laying face down
On the floor
Sometimes you wanna cry
Lost inside your mind
You throw your heads into the sky
And yell!
Oh, sweet hand of Tyme
Won't you occupy my mind
And I won't waste your Tyme
Anymore
Oh, sweet hands of Tyme
Won't you stop this heart of mine
And I won't waste your Tyme
Anymore, Anymore
Sometimes we wanna cry
We're Lost inside our minds
We throw our heads into the sky
And yell!
Oh, sweet hand of Tyme
Won't you occupy my mind
And I won't waste your Tyme
Anymore
Oh, sweet hands of Tyme
Won't you stop this heart of mine
And I won't waste your Tyme
Anymore, Anymore