Making Statues

The days slip through my fingers,
as I traced the hands around the clock
and I tried, and I tried
but I couldnt make them stop
No matter where we came from
no matter where were heading for
where all ruled by the same song
we cant make the earth stand still
So tell me why are we waiting all year for the summer
waiting for our lives to be over
no, oh, oh, oh
we don’t have the time
to make statues of ourselves
The days slip through my fingers
as the world danced around me
we can’t hide, we can’t hide
were loosing count of every star that shoots by
So tell me why are we waiting all year for the summer
waiting for our lives to be over
no, oh, oh, oh
we don’t have the time
So tell me why are we waiting all year for the summer
waiting for our lives to be over
no, oh, oh, oh
we don’t have the time
to make statues of ourselves
Look away, look away
from the clock tower
its ticking away now
Look away, look away
from the clock tower
its ticking away now
Look away, look away
from the clock tower
its ticking away now
So tell me why are we waiting all year for the summer
waiting for our lives to be over
no, oh, oh, oh
we don’t have the time
So tell me why are we waiting all year for the summer
waiting for our lives to be over
no, oh, oh, oh
we don’t have the time
So tell me why are we waiting all year for the summer
waiting for our lives to be over
no, oh, oh, oh
we don’t have the time
to make statues of ourselves