Tick-Tock Tick-Tock I watch as the hand on the clock Goes round and round Speeding up And slowing down Tick-Tock Tick-Tock The peopling moving in a blur Pa**ing around me If it's real I'm never sure What must this be? Tick-Tock Tick-Tock Birthday's pa** The candles adding one by one Adding ever so fast Each time the clock goes round it's faster then the last Tick-Tock Tick-Tock The leaves turn brown The snow comes down Then the glowers sprout And the clock continues round Tick-Tock Tick-Tock When will this clock stop And stop this sense of dread When will my clock run dead and stop the tick-tock.....tick-tock... Going in my head...