© Seven Below Inc. (BMI)
(Anastasio/Pollack)

Sometimes it's hard to keep track of all the places we've been
Next thing you know the night is creeping in
It all changes quickly in the blink of an eye
You'll hop that train before it rolled on by

And the hands on the clock keep ticking just rolling along
In the end, all that's left is the song
Try to keep the fire burning but it didn't last too long
In the end, all that's left is the song

While we were sleeping
A lot went down
Now it's the same ol' place but its a brand new town
I wake up in the morning
And where you laid your head there's an empty space instead

And the hands on the clock keep ticking just rolling along
In the end, all that's left is the song
Try to keep the fire burning but it didn't last too long
In the end, all that's left is the song

You hit me like a hurricane
I did not detect
Blindsided when I least expect it
Where it goes from here
I guess that all depends
If this is how the story ends

And the hands on the clock keep ticking just rolling along
In the end, all that's left is the song
Try to keep the fire burning but it didn't last too long
In the end, all that's left is the
End, all that's left is the song

And the hands on the clock keep ticking just rolling along (x4)
Oh, all that's left is the song
All that's left is the

Round and round and round and round and round and round
And round and round (x4)

Oh, all that's left is the song