The clock stopped, freezing time in a second
No chance... to turn it all back
Should have had that lie in for a few minutes longer
2014 could have cut me some slack
Faith or bad luck it all comes together
In a blink of an eye - no time to respond
That rotten bridge that i crossed twice a day
Has become my alleyway to beyond.
What will become of my child
Would you look after her as her dad
Kiss her good night
Wipe her eyes when she's sad
Would you, could you... please??
It was a good do, if i may say so
A hell of a crowd to say goodbye
Apart from that blond git nicking the nuts
Apart from that teacher judging my gut...
What will become of my child
Would you look after her as her dad
Kiss her good night
Wipe her eyes when she's sad
Would you, could you... please?