[00:44.22]Where'd all the time go
[00:46.64]It's starting to fly
[00:55.37]See how the hands go
[00:58.52]Waving goodbye
[01:07.26]And you know I get so forgetful
[01:09.81]When I look in your eyes
[01:18.46]Now she's walking backwards
[01:21.47]Through a parade
[01:29.74]And I'm stuck in the shadow
[01:32.71]Blocking the shade
[01:41.26]There ain't no way to sweep up
[01:44.19]The mess that we've made
[01:52.47]She gets dressed up like a pillow
[01:55.06]So she's always in bed
[01:58.51]Flowers for the sick and dead
[02:02.25]She's on the go
[02:04.00]Way too fast and way too slow
[02:07.51]She'll turn to stone
[02:09.75]At hospitals and funeral homes
[02:13.25]And when the fog rises somebody sighs
[02:18.83]Who is not in disguise anymore
[02:33.63]There's nothing to keep you
[02:36.54]From falling in love
[02:45.03]It starts at the bottom
[02:47.94]It comes from above
[02:56.52]Like pieces of a puzzle
[02:59.15]Like a hand in a glove
[03:07.65]She gets dressed up like a pillow
[03:10.40]So she's always in bed
[03:13.51]Flowers for the sick and dead
[03:17.06]She's on the go
[03:19.01]Way too fast and way too slow
[03:22.69]She'll turn and stop
[03:24.95]At hospitals and funeral homes
[03:28.46]And when the tide rises somebody sinks
[03:33.75]And is gone in the blink of an eye

Where'd all the time go
It's starting to fly
See how the hands go
Waving goodbye
And you know I get so forgetful
When I look in your eyes
Now she's walking backwards
Through a parade
And I'm stuck in the shadow
Blocking the shade
There ain't no way to sweep up
The mess that we've made
She gets dressed up like a pillow
So she's always in bed
Flowers for the sick and dead
She's on the go
Way too fast and way too slow
She'll turn to stone
At hospitals and funeral homes
And when the fog rises somebody sighs
Who is not in disguise anymore
There's nothing to keep you
From falling in love
It starts at the bottom
It comes from above
Like pieces of a puzzle
Like a hand in a glove
She gets dressed up like a pillow
So she's always in bed
Flowers for the sick and dead
She's on the go
Way too fast and way too slow
She'll turn and stop
At hospitals and funeral homes
And when the tide rises somebody sinks
And is gone in the blink of an eye