| the clock will never ring | |
| and the click is your heartbeat | |
| tenderly | |
| tenderly | |
| the train will never arrive | |
| and the clicketyclack is your step | |
| approaching | |
| approaching | |
| escaping into the grove | |
| chasing the endless hope | |
| indulge in | |
| my dreams | |
| indulge in | |
| my dreams | |
| the clock will never ring | |
| and the click is my heartbeat | |
| tenderly | |
| tenderly |