Your face seems to have sunken

In the event of my demise

Lately, I've been broken

And my thoughts are crimes

Time is weak and demanding of me

They will crumble at your fingertips

If you want to be happy

Then happy you will be

Oh, my love

Oh, my love

There was no word, no warning

The message, I understood

Now my time is coming

What have I done that is good?

Time is weak and demanding of me

They will crumble at your fingertips

If you want to be happy

Then happy you will be

Oh, my love

Oh, my love

Time is weak and demanding of me

They will crumble at your fingertips

If you want to be happy

Then happy you will be

Oh, my love

Oh, my love

Oh, my love

Oh, my love