It s like clockwork
How I find myself sitting here
In this same old, story
I ve lived to many times
We exchange thoughts
Like some sitcom coffee scene
And things happened just like I dreamed
Which scares me
When I wake so down

And it hits me, that we re racing time
How much will happen before the sunrise

Up all night
Hours are minutes
Secrets and stories
That changed our lives
Up all night
Hours are minutes
Can we rewind?
To seven
Seven

It hits me; we re racing time
How much will happen before the sunrise

"The winter s here early
The city is gray and dreary"
I keep myself up
By daydreaming of you
I keep myself up
By daydreaming
Daydreaming of you