We did all that we could do
But we failed the last review
A virus spreads to me from you
Sickening me too
My green light, peters out, out of view
Shadowed, in the dusky blue
My envy turns me stone
Birthday's in two days
But I guess I'll be alone
Melodrama feeds me
I know
Time flies when I'm running high
Until the pathway breaks
I'm rolling down a black hole
With no sense to escape
And I indulge the feeling
And romanticise its tone
When the summer turns to wintеr
And a high drops to a low
But time flies in turbulencе
It's high time I learn
I'm powered by the cycle
Between joy and yearning
Sometimes I'll thirst for just
A moment of bliss
But that second on my lips
Gives a life that I can't miss
I'm longing this time
But soon I'll be fine
Max asks me if I have a view
Says 'Cat's thought it through'
A carpenter with work to do
But I have no excuse
A singer doesn't have that kind of use
So I sink into the blue
And burrow in my mind
Till suddenly there's better news
A flicker of a light
So I make the melodrama
My muse
Time flies as I'm running high
Feeding all my aches
With no sense of a black hole
Or desire to escape
And I indulge the feeling
And romanticise its tone
When summer springs from winter
And a high comes from a low
But time flies in turbulence
It's high time I learn
I'm powered by that cycle
Emotions always turning
I'll keep on going
Chasing bliss
For that second on my lips
Gives the life that I can't miss
I'm longing this time
But soon I'll be fine
This Time was written by Qemal Torra & Phoebe Mallinson.