Teksty: Frente. No Time.

you know you never know yourself
all the years you've lived
you could be someone else
and all the times you've been alone
all the lies you told
now haunt your perfect spacious home

and now there's no time
and now there's no time
it's not such a crime
to say you don't love her

all those awkward silences over breakfast
as you fumble with your toast
you know the magic's gone for good
little things get on your nerves
that never worried you before

and now there's no time
and now there's no time
it's not such a crime
to say you don't love her

and you swore
it would never happen to you
and you said
you'd always be so true
ba-da-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh...

and now there's no time
and now there's no time
and now there's no time
and now there's no time
it's not such a crime
to say you don't love her