Woorden: Lisa Mitchell. Time Means Nothing At All.

Do you know that I spend my days
Walking the streets and lanes
Looking through window panes
And out of quaint cafes

See, me and myself
We have an ongoing war
There is an ongoing love affair
Given up keeping scores

Well I hope that we find each other before I lose myself
I hope that you get to me before my own worth
I see me and myself we have an ongoing war
There is an ongoing love affair
Given up keeping scores
And time means nothing at all
Oh our minds are stronger than we give them credit for
Distance means nothing at all

Do you know that I spend my days
Walking the streets and lanes
Looking through window panes
And out of quant cafes

See, me and myself
We have an ongoing war
There is an ongoing love affair
Given up keeping scores

Well I hope that we find each other before I lose myself
I hope that you get to me before my own worth
I see me and myself we have an ongoing war
There is an ongoing love affair
Given up keeping scores
And time means nothing at all
Oh our minds are stronger than we give them credit for
Distance means nothing at all

Sometimes you need to see a knowing face
My own reflection in your eyes
You talk to me
Bout Friday night
In hardly so many words
I'm alright

I''m alright