Time Lyrics

“Time”

Time, why you punish me?
Like a wave crashing into the shore
You wash away my dreams

Time, why you walk away?
Like a friend with somewhere to go
You left me crying

Can you teach me about tomorrow
And all the pain and sorrow
Running free?
‘Cause tomorrow’s just another day
And I don’t believe in time

Time, I don’t understand
Children killing in the street
Dying for the color of a rag

Time, take their red and blue
Wash them in the ocean, make them clean
Maybe their mothers won’t cry tonight

Can you teach me about tomorrow
And all the pain and sorrow
Running free?
But tomorrow’s just another day
And I don’t believe in

Time is wasting
Time is walking
You ain’t no friend of mine
I don’t know where I’m goin’
I think I’m out of my mind
Thinking about time

If I die tomorrow, yeah
Just lay me down to sleep

Time is wasting
Time is walking
You ain’t no friend of mine
I don’t know where I’m goin’
I think I’m out of my mind
Thinking about time

Time, you left me standing there
Like a tree growing all alone
The wind just stripped me bare, stripped me bare

Time, the past has come and gone
The future’s far away
Now only lasts for one second, one second

Can you teach me about tomorrow
And all the pain and sorrow
Running free?
‘Cause tomorrow’s just another day
And I don’t believe in time

Time, you ain’t no friend of mine
I don’t know where I’m goin’
I think I’m outta my mind
Walkin’, wastin’ you ain’t no friend of mine
I don’t know where I’m goin’ oh no, no, no
Time without courage
And power without faith
Is just wasted, wasted, wasted time

Time, why you punish me?

About Hootie & The Blowfish Lyrics

Artist: Hootie & the Blowfish
Related Songs: Drowning Lyrics
Album: 
Cracked Rear View
Release date: July 5, 1994
Recorded: November 1993 − March 1994
Label: BMG Direct Marketing, Inc.
Genres: Rock, Pop rock
Awards: Billboard Music Award for Top Billboard 200 Album
Nominations: American Music Award for Favorite Pop Album, Billboard Music Award for Top Billboard 200 Album
Producer: Don Gehman

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