Cathy was sitting reciting tales of broken dreams
Sitting alone, lost in the words of chemistries
That passed her by
Consoled by a picture she longs for the thought
That maybe one day she'll find a way to stop all the clocks
And she again will be
Is it that time already? (I must be on my way)
Has it come 'round again (Sorry to leave with such haste)
There's nothing left to do but begin again, yea I'll start all over again
See I've never known the tide to change
The levee might break and swallow the day
And I would drift on by
I think I'll set sail (I must be on my way)
For the seven seas (Sorry to leave with such haste)
And needless to say I'll find whatever I need. Yea I'll do whatever I please