A whisper, a whisper, a whisper, a whisper.
A whisper, a whisper, a whisper, a whisper.
I hear the sound of the ticking of clocks,
Remember your face and remember too,
where you are wrong.
I hear the sound of the ticking of clocks,
come back and look for me, look for me,
when I am lost.
Just a whisper, a whisper, a whisper, a whisper.
Just a whisper, a whisper, a whisper, a whisper.
Night turns to day,
And I still have these questions,
Please just refray,
Should I go forwards or backwards.
Night turns to day,
And I still can't go back to you.
Just a whisper, a whisper, a whisper, a whisper
Just a whisper, a whisper, a whisper, a whisper
I hear the sound, of the ticking of clocks,
Remember your face and remember too,
when you are wrong.
I hear the sound, of the ticking of clocks,
come back and look for me, look for me,
when I am lost.
Just a whisper, a whisper, a whisper, a whisper.
just a whisper, a whisper, a whisper, a whisper
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