I'm waking up and I'm ten minutes behind
I'm late again and I won;t be on time
So wheres my shirt I can't find my keys
My eyes are heavy can barley see
I'm racing against time
Racing against time
I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
I'm racing against time
Racing against time
Racing against time
The hour glass gets faster every minute
Its gets harder to keep up with it
My heart is racing I know I'll be late
But how can I explain, got too much on my plate
54 voicemails and still no sign
When a car pulls into my drive
It's a friend to check up on me
To make sure, to make sure that I'm still alive
That I'm still alive
I'm racing against time