After hours in the park
Passing glances, passing dark
Passing notes in the halls at school
Making secrets, breaking rules
We were waking up
We were going down
Watching the clock, watching the hands go
Tick tock tick tock tick tock la-la-la
Oh, I wish the hands would stop...
Another spring, and then one more
From passing notes to passing scores
Turning heads like unmade beds
Those stains aren't coming out my friend
We were waking up
We were going down
Watching the clock, watching the hands go
Tick tock tick tock tick tock la-la-la
Oh, I wish the hands would stop...
Two families later at a grocery store
Two lives that hoped for something more
Two carts that pass in the checkout aisle
Two hearts that pretend not to smile
We were waking up
We were going down
Watching the clock, watching the hands go
Tick tock tick tock tick tock la-la-la
Oh, I wish the hands would stop...
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