And I feel that time's a waste of gold
So where are you going to tomorrow?
And I feel that these are lives to come
An d I feel it, an d I feel it
When the dogs do find her, I got time,
time to wait for tomorrow
To find it, to find it, to find it
When the dogs do find her,
So much depends on the weather
And I see, these are the eyes of disarray
Would you even care, and I feel it
When the dogs begin to smell her
When the dogs do find her
I got time, time to wait for tomorrow
To find it, to find it, to find it
When the dogs do find her, I got time,
time to wait for tomorrow
To find it, to find it, to find it
When the dogs do find her, I got time,
time to wait for tomorrow
To find it, to find it, to find it
When the dawn's to find her
I got time, time to wait for tomorrow
I got time, time to wait for tomorrow
To find it, to find it, to find it
Where are the dogs to find her?
time to wait for tomorrow
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