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Watching the hands turn
Holding my breath again Slipping through my fingers like the autumn rain
Every single calendar is just a page of pain
I was waiting for the right time to begin
Now I'm looking at the places I have been
And all the years we threw away
They scream inside my head today
Lost in the slipstream of a life gone by
Reaching for the pieces of a faded sky
We let the gold turn into gray
No way to buy back yesterday (ah!) (oooh)
If I could turn the clock face round Pick up the pieces
from the ground I'd run so fast,
I'd break the light Before the morning turns to night
Lost in the slipstream of a life gone by
Reaching for the pieces of a faded sky
We let the gold turn into gray
No way to buy back yesterday No way to buy back
Yesterday