If I were a betting man
Even if I had to say, well
Just an approximation
Just semantics on the wall
Well I would say
You'll have it made one day
And you will, and you will, and I know
In a dream I have
The clock strikes twelve at night
We are falling from the sky
And all around are the things they throw
All around
But if the clock strikes twelve
And you're not in the place
Then I'm lost, lost
Phill McKenna - Walking Through Lyrics
Phill McKenna - Walking Through Lyrics
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If I were a betting man
Even if I had to say, well
Just an approximation
Just semantics on the wall
Well I would say
You'll have it made one day
And you will, and you will, and I know
In a dream I have
The clock strikes twelve at night
We are falling from the sky
And all around are the things they throw
All around
But if the clock strikes twelve
And you're not in the place
Then I'm lost, lost
Even if I had to say, well
Just an approximation
Just semantics on the wall
Well I would say
You'll have it made one day
And you will, and you will, and I know
In a dream I have
The clock strikes twelve at night
We are falling from the sky
And all around are the things they throw
All around
But if the clock strikes twelve
And you're not in the place
Then I'm lost, lost
Writer: Phillip Mckenna
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