Hours and minutes and seconds
Who's counting?
I know you are

In cafes and stations
I know that your patience
Is pushed too far

I never mean to be so late
But always am
You'd think I'd learn to keep good time
But never have

The thing we should blame
Is my optimists brain
That has tricked us both

It is so full of hope
That I often don't cope
With the deadlines set

I never mean to be so late
But always am
You'd think I'd learn to keep good time
But never have