Filled with metaphors and country-like lyrical style popular in the late ‘60s, Sullivan expresses his regret for loving a woman who was unfaithful.
Oh, the clock on the wall is a fine clock
Chasing the minutes in a climb
And the clock on the wall is a fine clock;
Why can't i just roll back the time?
Why can’t i just roll back the time?
Sweet Mary, I thought you'd been faithful and true
I guess not
You gave me the business while I sat there grinning;
Thanks a lot!
And you haven't sold me a ticket of tears for a while
A trainload of anger that boils up to danger in a pile
And the clock on the wall is a fine clock
Chasing in the minutes in a climb
And the clock on the wall is a fine clock;
Why can’t i just roll back the time?
Why can't i just roll back the time?
All i ever wanted from you was some peace of mind
But clocks don't tick backwards
And you just don't know of being kind
And the clock on the wall is a fine clock
Clock on the wall is a fine clock…