La La La (Anni B Sweet)

Oh the hands of time won't stop for me And I've asked a thousand hundred times And my mouth won't do what my mind is ordering Well you said that I'm that I'm still quite young Then why am I feeling old? And the days are passing by with hurry inside La lalala la la la... La lalala la la la... And the god of all in who I don't believe And they're telling me that he can hear me Well I can't see any change in my rutine And the memories taking place in me Feeling like a guitar string When it sounds so out of tune La lalala la la la... Oh the hands of time won't stop for me And I've asked a thousand hundred times And my mouth won't do what my mind is ordering! Well you said that I'm that I'm now to old Then why am I feeling young? And the days won't ever ever ever pass! La lalala la la la...