| Yesterday’s dreams today’s regrets tomorrow’s hopes |
| Keep haunting my thoughts |
| Like sand slipping through my hands |
| I’ve been watching all this time draining away |
| I keep running in this race against the clock |
| Another fight that can’t be won |
| But is it really wrong to make what you think is right |
| To keep searching for this light? |
| And I can’t keep looking back and regret |
| All the wrong decisions I made |
| And I can’t keep looking back and complain |
| About this precious time I wasted |
| I keep running in this race against the clock |
| Another fight that can’t be won |
| But is it really wrong to make what you think is right |
| To keep searching for this light? |
| Changing numbers the needles are turning faster |
| The way to my dreams is getting darker I’ll just try harder |
| I keep running in this race against the clock |
| Another fight that can’t be won |
| But is it really wrong to make what you think is right |
| To keep searching for this light? |