First the one next to the bed
Always runs ahead,
But you know it; you thought you could get by.
Then the one over the stove started runnin' slow;
It's not easy when you're makin' pie.
But I run just fine.
Bring in your line
Tell me the minute and I'll call.
I sent a clock to you by post.
It looked like you the most,
Like it was from an Edward Gorey page.
But afterwhile it lost its way
I guess it's fair to say that its function out-performed its time.
But I work just fine.
Bring in your line;
Tell me the minute and I'll call.
I love you good;
God knows I should.
When you need wakin' I will call.
Maybe I'm no perfect friend,
But I'm here 'til the end;
And after that, our souls will be friends, too.
As long as we've got time to tell,
If a shadow never fell on the dark side of a [unsure; "dime"?]...
I'd run just fine.
Bring in your line;
Tell me the minute and I'll call.
I love you good;
God knows I should.
When you need wakin', I will call.