Tempo

Where there's smoke, there's fire
Who asks for time without looking in the eye
Is eyeing someone else
Randomly after a few days
I hit the street with a clear head

I come across the scene
That confirms my theory
Her and time
French kissing

She was clinging to time
With her hand on time's neck
Having some drinks with time
In the feeling

Now I'm aware
That the time you wanted
Was the son of a mother
Who's right there by your side
Right by your side

Now I'm aware