Look at the time, it's after 5.   Soon the day is over, Mr. magic,   Said we'd meet before the rise.   I recall when 60 minutes used to be an hour.   As usual I find myself reading skies   Never mind, I said to myself.   Many, have this feelings,   They remain on the shelf. How can I be sure?      Time, oh time. Yes I need more time.   Why do you keep on slipping away?   I hera wind chimes, jangle in my mind;   Oh I wish you'd stay.      Sitting around, I hear no sound.   Only the clock is ticking. Seconds turn   To minutes, purely on their own.   When asleep and all is dark,   I spend my dreaming wishing, I got a feelin'.   I'm not all alone.      Time, oh time. Yes I need more time.   Why do you keep on slipping away?   I hera wind chimes, jangle in my mind;   Oh I wish you'd stay.      Got a feelin', yes I'm reelin'. I'm tryin'.   But I'm lying to myself.   When I'm sitting and I'm thinking.   How can I be sure? How can I be sure?      Time, oh time. Yes I need more time.   Why do you keep on slipping away?   I hera wind chimes, jangle in my mind;   Oh I wish you'd stay.