Text: The Cribs. The Watch Trick.

And now I know in my mind, it's time to feel round
Cause that is the best way to deal this I find
Oh I don't know, time goes so slow
And maybe it's time to let go, I don't know
I know it's not right
Now I must wake, I know I must take you home
How can I feel right, when you are the one
That I like to see and be with on a night

And all that I ask
Don't give yourself away tpo easy
Don't give yourself to me

Now I know it's not right, my friend
Now I must wake, I know I must take you home

Now I must take you home
Always I go alone
If you want to, I'd like to die
Cause if you always insist
I will have to resist
Cause no one likes that anyway