La La La

Oh the hands of time won't stop for me
& I've asked a thousand hundred times
& my mouth won't do
what my mind is ordering

Well you've said that I'm, that I'm still quite young
Then why Am I feeling old
& the days are passing by with a hurry inside

Laaaaa dirara raraaaaa
Laaaaa dirara rariraaaa

& the God above who I dont believe
& cause they're telling me that he can hear me
well I can't see any change in my routine
& the memories taking place in me
feeling like a guitar string
&when it sounds, so, so ,so out of tune

Laaaaa dirara raraaaaa
Laaaaa dirara raaaaaaa

& the hands of time won't run through me
& I've asked a thousand hundred times
& my mind won't do what my mouth is ordering

well you've said that I'm, that I'm still quite old
Then why am I feeling young
& the days won't ever ever ever pass

Laaaa dirara rariraaaa
Laaaa dirara rariraaaa