It's the perfect time of day.
It's the last day of your life.
Don't let it slip away.
While your heart, is still racing.
It's the perfect time of day.
PRE-CHORUS
And you, won't, feel a thing.
And you, won't, recall.
(Don't remember all the words so I'll go straight to the bridge.)
Let your colors, collide.
All this time is so fleeting.
I keep running, behind.