The people in the world don't mean a thing.
If you were gone tomorrow think I would sing.
The clocks ticking & I don't care.
I'm too busy singing, having an affair.
I've been here I've been there.
But anywhere, I still can't be repaired.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1.
My time here is done.
I'm just 15,
But I've had enough fun.
Life has been so obscene better left unseen.
I've had my fling. Never a wedding ring.
But I'm ready to sing.
& Sometimes singing is not enough, & dying is just to much.
I just want your touch.
Baby please.
Heal my disease.
The clocks ticking & I don't care.
I'm too busy singing, having an affair.
I've been here I've been there.
But anywhere, I still can't be repaired.
So I'm singing singing singing,
until one day you'll be there.
