i'm running out of time I'm out of step and

I'm running out of time

closing down and never sleep for wanting hours

I'm out of step and closing down

the empty hours of greed and uselessly always

And never sleep for wanting hours

the need to feel again the real belief of

The empty hours of greed and uselessly

something more than mockery if only I could

Always the need to feel again

fill my heart with love

The real belief of something more than mockery

If only i could fill my heart with love