don't look at the clock

see these flowers blooming 'neath the ground
i'd like to have their petals for my bed
they know how to do it all without a sound
if i could only get some quiet in my head!

don't look at the clock
it makes me wait
don't look at the clock
it makes me late
don't look at the clock
that boy's got fire burning in his blood
(he won't listen to anything i say)
i've been trying to get him down here in the mud
he just flaps his arms and says, "no, not today"
don't look at the clock    
it makes you wait    
don't look at the clock    
it'll make you late    
don't look at the clock
i've got people sleeping in my yard
they've been there so long now no one knows
whether life was easy, life was hard
sometimes i hear them whisper,
"see where time will go"
don't look at the clock    
it makes me wait    
don't look at the clock    
it makes me late    
don't look at the clock 
karen savoca
©2005 Alcove Music/BMI